I can't erase it anymore, it follows me everywhere I go It's like a mask that I don't want to wear anymore I think I've found a way to let it go but it
Don't lie to me, I've seen everything I need And I've heard all the requests like a symphony of thieves Don't cry for me, I don't need your sympathy I
and empty halls and still sometimes remember the masquerade's forever when you see the price they paid i'm sure you'll come and join the masquerade
, I'm sitting here before the mirror I have the skill, still to disguise my tears Then as the magic starts to fade I find myself abandoning the masquerade
In the masquerade Why, why? Break down the falls Drop the false facade Always in disguise In the mask you made Tryin' to hide your eyes In the masquerade
mind seeing just how it felt I might like changing my disguise To make you happy Here's my formal invitation You and me go masquerading Lose ourselves
Masquerade Keep your heart out of sight You can be a winner A master of disguise You can be a master of disguise Masquerade Masquerade Masquerade ...
Under Banners of Baalzathorn We Ride Towards the Dawn Hold your Steel Close to Hand and Say Farewell to your Motherland Into the Horizonlines Spears so
Bloodstained Lips Drawn Back From teeth To Reveal a Wide Humourless Grin Lifeless Eyes in a Cold Black Stare Three Years in The Grave - Undead Presence
Somewhere Beyond the Frozen Moors in the Highest North Where only the Falling Snow from the Sky managed to Enter A Kingdom Forever Deserted since it's
The Statues Echoes through the Halls of Baalzathorn long Forlorn Unholy Trolls with Magic Scrolls in Spheres of Infernal Fire Glittering Waters of Demonic
"...In a December Night Cold and Calm At the Cliff of a Mountain Clad in Snow I Gazed into the Skies then Closed by Eyes For I Beheld the Ravendusk in
In Hundred Days they Sailed Towards Grandious Battles far Away With Swords of Coldest Black Steel Bitter at Heart and with Eager to Kill Awaiting Blackheim
Thunder and Fire Raping the Sky Lustfilled Desire The Weak Ones must Die Warriors of Death shall Rise Tonight Coming to Kill the Morninglight Nowhere
In Dreams and Visions I Saw the Beast Rise again In Chasms and Voids of Doom the Circle of Pandemonium I Stole the Sacred Nimbus of the Kingly Dead Glittering
In Dewy Fields of an Autumnal yet Springful Age A Forest was Seen yet Impossible to Gaze Through Within only a few Trees all Sound Devoured Even the Open
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