Masquerade
Masquerade Lyrics

Cold, warm, dark
An eerie atmosphere surrounds you, with contrasting sensations of both chilling coldness and unsettling warmth, cloaked in darkness

The cryptic walls are closing in
You feel the walls of this mysterious place drawing nearer, trapping you in its enigmatic embrace

Vanish, appear, unknown
Phantasmal forms materialize and disappear, leaving you bewildered and uncertain of what lies ahead

Mysteries in motion
Enigmatic secrets and riddles unfold before your very eyes, captivating your curiosity

There is one path, never ending
You find yourself on an endless journey, a single path with no respite or escape

Dread weighs more than you will know
A heavy sense of dread bears down upon you, surpassing the limits of your comprehension

Deceitful and yet enticing
This place, while deceitful and treacherous, exudes an alluring charm that entices you further

Eyes won't move they're made of stone
The eyes around you, motionless and unyielding, appear as if carved from solid stone

Can't stop moving, never stopping
You are compelled to keep moving forward, driven by an unseen force that refuses to allow you rest

You've arrived at your destination
After a journey filled with uncertainty, you have finally reached your intended destination

You've come here, first shake my hand
Upon arrival, you are greeted by the host with a handshake, establishing your presence in this realm

Now you see that you are here with me
You begin to realize that you are now trapped alongside the host, bound to this place

It's cold, it's warm, don't you feel it
The contrasting sensations of cold and warmth permeate the air, urging you to acknowledge their presence

Can't you see that you're here
The host emphasizes that your current existence is tethered to this place, making it impossible to deny

At The Masquerade
You are now fully immersed within the grand event known as The Masquerade

Awe, beauty, mystique
The surroundings hold a captivating blend of astonishment, elegance, and an air of mystery

But fear claws right at your heart
Despite the allure, fear grips your heart, threatening to tear it apart with its claws

Feel it, the tear, the scare
You are urged to embrace the sensation of fear, acknowledging its power to rend and terrify

Let that fear consume you
The fear is meant to consume and overwhelm you, surrendering yourself to its overwhelming presence

Don't you feel it, you big skeptic
The host challenges your skepticism, insisting that you recognize and acknowledge the intensity of fear

The Ball's here to take your soul
The grand event, known as The Ball, is orchestrated with the purpose of stealing away your very essence

Darkness swarmed the goodness in you
The darkness that enshrouds this place has overwhelmed the inherent goodness within you, corrupting your soul

Let your hatred toil and brew
The host encourages you to nurture and cultivate your hatred as it churns and festers within you

Don't you fight it, just go at it
Resisting is futile, and instead, you are urged to embrace and indulge in these darker emotions

You'll be one of us very soon
The host assures you that soon you will fully assimilate into their ranks, no longer an outsider

Your soul's mine it's fuel for my grand fire
Your soul, once consumed, becomes the fuel that energizes the host's all-encompassing inferno of power

Your husk remains to dance
After your soul is claimed, your empty shell of a body will remain, destined to perform as a mere puppet

Now you see the truth behind my Masquerade
The veil is lifted, revealing the hidden truth and purpose behind the grand charade known as The Masquerade

You're mine now
Inevitably, you have become the possession of the host, no longer your own

(Mine now)
The statement is emphasized, reinforcing the host's ownership and control over you

Welcome to Hell
You are warmly welcomed into the abode of torment and suffering, a place akin to Hell itself

It's time to join The Masquerade
The moment has arrived for you to fully become part of The Masquerade, cementing your place within its macabre affairs

Well, well, well
The host gives a knowing, sinister chuckle, relishing in the success of their twisted plans

Welcome to The Masquerade
You are greeted once again, establishing that this is indeed your welcome to The Masquerade