All the world is a masquerade.
And everyone is masked.
Their flaws – forever hidden,
No questions can be asked.
The world is nothing but a masquerade,
Truth is no more strong.
Expression is now forbidden ground,
Where has Man gone wrong?
The ball gowns are breathtaking,
The music makes you whole.
But what lies behind that vibrant mask?
The window to your soul?
All the world is a masquerade,
Where you have to play your part.
The real you is held hostage,
With the shackles that chain your heart.
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