one who can mend my wings How did I come so far My everlasting flame My dying star I was my own worst enemy I was blinded by my shame A hopeless masquerade
one Who can mend my ways How did I come so far My everlasting flame, my dying star I was my own worst enemy I was blinded by my shame A hopeless masquerade
on the rise On the run They're choking on the smoking gun The swans have died Tomorrow's finally come Fly ... The harlequin juggler in porcelain masquerade
could they have known them now Jupiter deceives the stars to dance in masquerade with mars while sabbath moon casts shadows far to wake a final dawn
I keep on trying to finally justify Taking every single word back, every pledge I ever made Because the friend I swore them to was nothing but a masquerade
all of the lonely years to only days They'll hold you forever Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh A Thousand Words Final Fantasy Version: I know that
all of the lonely years to only days They'll hold you forever Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh A Thousand Words Final Fantasy Version: I know that you
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
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
Masquerade Ball See the wizard fly There is no tomorrow On the other side The Masquerade Ball The Masquerade Ball Yeah The Masquerade Ball It's the Masquerade
exit now Hook When you're left standing on that stage all alone Maybe you will realize You should have learned to treat me right And when this final act is finally
physicians in league with death Genocide - die this day or do with less Genocide - holloweyed and grey charade Genocide - death head strut and masquerade
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
Well I stood stone like at midnight Suspended in my masquerade I combed my hair till it was just right And commanded the night brigade I was open to pain
, the distance from morbidity Is the shelter of time, alive in a shattered insanity Alive in a shattered insanity, day after day and life after life, the final
"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 deride and to hurt. You don't try