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DEATH MASQUE
I am the shroud behind a cloak of darkness
And the barrier between worlds is growing thin
The oxygen has gone toxic, I can稚 breathe
Without my death masque in place with the reaper痴 grin
you pale in comparison to my dismay
as i feed the ghosts of yesterday
in peace or war and hate or love
i am the bruise upon the silent grave
Because i want to be free of this curse
AND THE SHACKLES OF MY BLOOD
I succumb to the darkness that invades
BECAUSE I AM, i am, THE MASQUERADE
What I am hides behind a brittle wall of thorns
This cancerous beast holds judgment over myself
I cough up blood tainted with my malady
Without my death masque in place in infernal Hell
i would die a thousand times for what i crave
as i feed the ghosts of yesterday
In throes of death or chance of love
i am the bruise upon the open grave
Because i want to be free of this curse
AND THE SHACKLES OF MY BLOOD
I succumb to the darkness that invades
BECAUSE I AM, i am, THE MASQUERADE
I will never be what I used to be
But you are the shadow that I know is true
You will never be what I need to be
If I bleed for something then I値l bleed for you
I will never be what I used to be
But you are the shadow that I know is true
You will never be what I need to be
If I bleed for something then I値l bleed for you
I SPIT in the face of THE MASQUE
to kiss OBLIVION tonight
I DIE just to live once AGAIN
thunder ECHOS IN MY cortex
SPIT BLOOD in the face of THE MASQUE
To taste OBLIVION tonight
I LIVE just to die once AGAIN
thunder IS SNAPPING MY cortex
But I will crawl
Inside you again
i would die a thousand times for what i crave
as i feed the ghosts of yesterday
In throes of death or chance of love
i am the bruise upon the open grave
Because i want to be free of this curse
AND THE SHACKLES OF MY BLOOD
I succumb to the darkness that invades
BECAUSE I AM, i am, THE MASQUERADE
I will never be what I used to be
But you are the shadow that I know is true
You will never be what I need to be
If I bleed for something then I値l bleed for you
you pale in comparison to my dismay
as i feed the ghosts of yesterday
in peace or war and hate or love
i am the bruise upon the silent grave
Because i want to be free of this curse
AND THE SHACKLES OF MY BLOOD
I succumb to the darkness that invades
BECAUSE I AM, i am, THE MASQUERADE
I will never be what I used to be
But you are the shadow that I know is true
You will never be what I need to be
If I bleed for something then I値l bleed for you
I will never be what I used to be
But you are the shadow that I know is true
You will never be what I need to be
If I bleed for something then I値l bleed for you
And the barrier between worlds is growing thin
The oxygen has gone toxic, I can稚 breathe
Without my death masque in place with the reaper痴 grin
you pale in comparison to my dismay
as i feed the ghosts of yesterday
in peace or war and hate or love
i am the bruise upon the silent grave
Because i want to be free of this curse
AND THE SHACKLES OF MY BLOOD
I succumb to the darkness that invades
BECAUSE I AM, i am, THE MASQUERADE
What I am hides behind a brittle wall of thorns
This cancerous beast holds judgment over myself
I cough up blood tainted with my malady
Without my death masque in place in infernal Hell
i would die a thousand times for what i crave
as i feed the ghosts of yesterday
In throes of death or chance of love
i am the bruise upon the open grave
Because i want to be free of this curse
AND THE SHACKLES OF MY BLOOD
I succumb to the darkness that invades
BECAUSE I AM, i am, THE MASQUERADE
I will never be what I used to be
But you are the shadow that I know is true
You will never be what I need to be
If I bleed for something then I値l bleed for you
I will never be what I used to be
But you are the shadow that I know is true
You will never be what I need to be
If I bleed for something then I値l bleed for you
I SPIT in the face of THE MASQUE
to kiss OBLIVION tonight
I DIE just to live once AGAIN
thunder ECHOS IN MY cortex
SPIT BLOOD in the face of THE MASQUE
To taste OBLIVION tonight
I LIVE just to die once AGAIN
thunder IS SNAPPING MY cortex
But I will crawl
Inside you again
i would die a thousand times for what i crave
as i feed the ghosts of yesterday
In throes of death or chance of love
i am the bruise upon the open grave
Because i want to be free of this curse
AND THE SHACKLES OF MY BLOOD
I succumb to the darkness that invades
BECAUSE I AM, i am, THE MASQUERADE
I will never be what I used to be
But you are the shadow that I know is true
You will never be what I need to be
If I bleed for something then I値l bleed for you
you pale in comparison to my dismay
as i feed the ghosts of yesterday
in peace or war and hate or love
i am the bruise upon the silent grave
Because i want to be free of this curse
AND THE SHACKLES OF MY BLOOD
I succumb to the darkness that invades
BECAUSE I AM, i am, THE MASQUERADE
I will never be what I used to be
But you are the shadow that I know is true
You will never be what I need to be
If I bleed for something then I値l bleed for you
I will never be what I used to be
But you are the shadow that I know is true
You will never be what I need to be
If I bleed for something then I値l bleed for you
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