Even though you decided
never to look back on your path
somehow it feels painful not to.
Cut through by the drought you endure
the cracked earth
reflects the state of your heart.
Even the ones you're supposed to love
are forgotten as you don your mask of sin.
Oh, this must be what it's like when the stars grieve, right?
Oh, this strategic conflict is a masquerade.
Within the depths of your blazing eyes
I see the courage and contrary sadness
overflowing from you.
Unnoticed by everyone,
alone with the tears you shed,
enough to dry up the seas.
Those deep scars carved
even into your dreams,
hide them behind a mask as you race through time.
Oh, this must be what be what God's judgement is like, right?
Oh, this endless battle is a masquerade.
Even the ones you're supposed to love
are forgotten as you don your mask of sin.
Oh, this must be what it's like when the stars grieve, right?
Oh, this strategic conflict is a masquerade.
Oh...