Masquerades and faces
Dioramawill you suppress my indifference
holy nail in my coffin
holy queen of my illusions
Feeling pale like the moon above me
here I am nude and immortal
leave a tear on my pillow
my final resting place my comfort
Talk to me lie to me
Comfort me lie to me
Still I'm dying to believe
that I have lost the air to breathe
beloved failure has left
a thousand scars forevermore
Behind these masquerades and faces
faith is longing for forgiveness
and is the truth
another fiction of you
Can you sing can you raise the dead
shall I live for a hazy silhouette
Fill my eyes with your splendor
like glassy jewels falling down on you
Your divinity tastes like perjury
and deception means the end
can you feel can you feel the burden
a sacred heart is longing for
will you bear my everlasting sorrow
will you suppress my indifference
holy nail in my coffin
holy queen of my illusions