hide the lies, and hide the pain
lost in the waltz of frozen hearts
the smile on the jester’s face
death behind the porcelain mask
the dancing flames of the darkest of passions
drunk by the illusion of complacency
veiling the pain with false mirth
but your eyes will give you away
and all will be revealed
vain rituals chanted in trance
dazed by gold, the beauty, the smell of incense
invited to the devil’s dance
masquerade of lies hiding dark secrets
behind that mask breeds the blasphemy
against the Holy One you claim to know
You can’t corrupt or fool the Eternal One
He’ll be turning every stone
no secrets no lies before the Holy One
though praise comes from your mouth
your heart is full of darkness
you are nothing but a whitewashed tomb
unclean inside despite of the gold you veil yourself in
heart full of mockery, deception, corruption
and dead man’s bones
when the masks we wear are dropped
it just shows how our lives have mocked the Holy One