Maskerade

They are laughing
They are crying
They are dancing on the floor
Wearing masks
Suits and dresses
They are living among their lies

Why there are blood on my hand?
Why I can not feel the pain?

Wasting madness
Burning letters
Hearing voices through the wall
Fulfilled bottles
Empty bodies
Falling masks into ground

Suddenly I have realized
I am stuck and I can not hide
Scary faces
Burning places
Breaking mirrors on the wall

Selling favors
Telling stories
Building fortress, building walls
Endless parties
Everybody getting insane all the time

Why there are blood on my hand?
Why I can not feel the pain?

Suddenly I have realized
I am stuck and I can not hide
Scary faces
Burning places
Breaking mirrors on the wall

Walking on the floor
Screaming at the door
Wondering the ways I can escape
Drowning in my tears
Running from my fears
Losing all my life in these walls

Wishing all the pain could ends
Feeling all the blame through my skin
Now I'm drying trying to find out my real life

Painful
Lonely painful sorrow
Dragging me to darkness
Showing me there's no hope for us