The mystery of Masquerade
There is a girl called Masqureade,
who is poor and never paid.
she lives with the Dark Lord.
All dark secrets for poor Masquerade.
No love ever came.
Her life was an empty picture frame,
Love and hope should come running down
like watery cascades.
For poor Masqureade
Who's dream never made
All fine colours fade
To grey
Masqurade is a mystery -
How she became a slave of the Dark lord
always cleaning and scrubbing floors.
Chorus
Oh Masquerade… why’d they hide your name away?
In a world so cold, you were born to shine someday.
Though the night is long, and your heart’s been led astray,
I believe in you, Masquerade… you’ll find your light one day.
<chrous>
No one will no the Mystery of Masquerade and
how she got her name.
Her life is like the fabric that has freyed.
Masquerade is a mystery —
How she became a slave of the Dark Lord,
Always cleaning and scrubbing floors.
No one will know the Mystery of Masquerade,
Or how she got her name.
Her life is like the fabric
That has frayed.
( back to chorus)
She walks the halls in silent fear,
No friendly voice to call her near.
A shadow life she never chose,
Just dust and ashes on her clothes.
But still, she dreams beyond the pain,
A world where she is free again,
Where someone sees her hidden flame
And speaks her real name.
(Back to chorus)
She holds a dream she’s never told,
A tiny spark against the cold.
Though every night the shadows rise,
There’s still a fire in her eyes.
A quiet wish she keeps inside,
That one day she won’t have to hide,
And all the chains that bound her life
Will fall aside.
( back to chrous)
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