masquerade of shadows in my head masquerade of shadows in my mind

in the theatre of disillusion

in another act...

in another act aversion wins

masquerade

masquerade of shadows

masquerade

in the name of morbid gods

masquerade

masquerade of shadows

masquerade

in the name of greediness

it's not an illusion

it's a dreams funeral

black caravan...

black caravan led by

possessed horses

with a coachman

without left hand

shoves through

the frozen chamber

a wolf crossed their way

somebody cuts his eye out

with a blunt blade of love

a worm wriggles in his brain

in a purperal cramp

giggling maliciously

as a loathsome dwarf

masquerade of shadows in my head

masquerade of shadows in my mind

unwanted paintings

dreadful portraits

and a fallen lord...

and a fallen lord on the throne

masquerade

masquerade of shadows

masquerade

in the name of morbid gods

masquerade

masquerade of shadows

masquerade

in the name of greediness

everybody...

everybody is heading

in the direction of a clearing

on which castle stands

a misshapen block smelling of despair

there is waiting for them

a guillotine of peace

and gallows of justice

why? why with my face???

why? why this place???

proud magician weighs in a pot

a mysterious mixture from a raven

the guide of souls