As the hours are turning into days
I pinch my skin, not sure that I'm awake or dead
Emotions carved in stone we are
Sons of the morning, daughters of the day
Buried and fading
I pinch my skin, not sure that I'm awake or dead
Emotions carved in stone we are
Sons of the morning, daughters of the day
Buried and fading
No more charades
Love
A masquerade
[Chorus:]
Another day to spend in silence
Another way to do you wrong
So many open wounds that're never gonna heal
This is the time, the place, the hour
Set me free
Sanity reformation, the shape I can't resist
I close the door and open up the next
I'm crawling back to nothing
In hell I'm doing you right, wicked and cold
The break of dawn relieves demise
No more charades
Love
A masquerade
[Chorus:]
Another day to spend in silence
Another way to do you wrong
So many open wounds that're never gonna heal
This is the time, the place, the hour
Set me free
Falling illusions
A dream I can't forget
Remembrance not enough
I'll end it here right now
Let's have some Armageddon
The ashes of what once was
Brings the torment to enslave
[Chorus:]
Another day to spend in silence
Another way to do you wrong
So many open wounds that're never gonna heal
This is the time, the place, the hour
Set me free
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