Astray Masquerade

Hammering and

Sucking the sin out of me

Tearing and

Ripping my calm in to pieces

Soul fight

Twisted conflicts inside

Confusion

Invisible retribution

Punishment cause

False faced was our crime

Non euphoria found

Tasteless fruit our seed

Decadence now

Re-awoken from its sleep

Rooted down deep

Our infected wounds bleed

Faded paled and chained to this damned masquerade