If only someone had told me before Not to be trustful or sure It would have spared me from sorrow and pain I had to learn the hard way but now I know
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what a pretty price to pay [Chorus] So don't you bother knockin' at, I'm a Grandfather clokin' Everything you do, I'm seeing through your masquerade
- *go now, *don't wait... *Just take her and go - before it's *too late... *Go... Go now - go now and leave me! Masquerade... Paper facer on parade... Masquerade
kinda scary in the friendly skies we got invited, we had to come and blow and sooner than you thought, when all was lost, a double dose of a 'Masquerade
- physicians in league with death Genocide - die this day or do with less Genocide - holloweyed and grey charade Genocide - death head strut and masquerade
Is this masquerade finally over Can we put down the roles that we've played so many times Is this really the final curtain The end of the play Or will
if hope was twisted within a straitjacket, it would be the perfect solution to prevent so called mishaps. The worls seemed so colorless. White walls masquerade
Masquerade for the ashgray skin Temporary one night fling Take the first rounds Everybody's here till the final whistle Take the first drinks Everybody's here till the final
don't know when I realized the dream was over Well, there was no particular hour, no given day You know, it didn't go down in flame There was no final
[music & lyrics: Tobias Sammet] "No brain is left but here I got one more nail!" The master's final word When he created a 'hero' like you Born to
I can't stand that hypnotizing masquerade that is draining me Synchronizing brains and feelings Paralyzing fantasy Where is the sense behind this
the boat. The PHANTOM looks mockingly at his mask. The musical box starts up magically, and he listens to it) Masquerade . . . Paper faces on parade . . . Masquerade
Liquid courage Pouring down Sober surface Hits the ground The masquerade has Started now And you have faded Into the crowd How do you know? How do
os the sleeping pinetrees Levitate our thoughts to the high branches Buried under the snow Pure and white as an untouched young women An erotic masquerade
of the end!! A masquerade of pain, plague rules once again... Toxic lymph, blood like pitch, Forged before judgement day... Final dream, bleeding answer
yourself... "God says I need a new Cadillac..." These monsters in masquerade It's all just as well, Elevator to Hell There's no final serenades It'