Masquerade
Your heart is vacant
Yet filled with sin
We masquerade as
The lies we hope to be
But what is left
When the lies become true?
A façade of reality
That will come crashing down
And destroy all you have created
Until nothing is left.
Yet filled with sin
We masquerade as
The lies we hope to be
But what is left
When the lies become true?
A façade of reality
That will come crashing down
And destroy all you have created
Until nothing is left.
♠ ♠ ♠
Written in about three minutes. Feedback? I actually like this one, haha.