Lyrics to The Masquerade (Feat. Donna Lynch from Ego Likeness)
Voltaire: Every day the masquerade is sending out the call.
Every day that Night Brigade came crashing through that door.
They said...
Donna: "What you doin' here sitin' all alone just starin' on the telephone?
Voltaire & Donna: There's a place we know where you can go and join in the parade."
Voltaire: And I said, "I'm just sittin' here lickin' my wounds and I don't think I'll be finished soon.
Where can I find a place to hide from this mess I've made?"
Donna: At the masquerade!
Voltaire & Donna:
You'll be glad you came.
They won't see the holes that are in your soul when you cover up your face at the masquerade.
It's gonna be O.K.
Trade your shame for wealth and fame where no one knows your name.
Voltaire: Blast and break through.
They dragged me to this zoo.
Voltaire & Donna: "Put your mask on.
That's the key."
Voltaire: "Which animal is right for me?"
So I burst through the pearly gates and was alarmed by what awaited.
They greeted me with open arms like I was one of them.
And I felt...
Voltaire & Donna: ...right away they let me in absolved me of my prior sins.
So I shed this wretched skin at last...
Voltaire: ...and I became the mask!
Voltaire & Donna:
At the masquerade, you'll be glad you came.
They won't see the holes that are in your soul when you cover up your face at the masquerade.
It's gonna be O.K.
Trade your shame for wealth and fame where no one knows your name.
Voltaire: It's a chance to leave it all behind.
Donna: Leave it all behind.
Voltaire: Start again; begin a brand new life.
They were right that I wouldn't hate it.
To think that I hesitated.
I finally checked my checkered past and I'm not goin' back!
Voltaire & Donna:
At the masquerade, you'll be glad you came.
They won't see the holes that are in your soul when you cover up your face at the masquerade.
It's gonna be O.K.
Trade your shame for wealth and fame where no one knows your name.
Come along.
Don't you fear the masquerade?
Step in; don't be afraid!
Take your pain and deepest shame and let them go a the masquerade!
Grab a mask and cover up your face!
Wrap yourself in silk brocade.
Just forget the mistakes you made, 'cause no one cares at the masquerade!
Every day that Night Brigade came crashing through that door.
They said...
Donna: "What you doin' here sitin' all alone just starin' on the telephone?
Voltaire & Donna: There's a place we know where you can go and join in the parade."
Voltaire: And I said, "I'm just sittin' here lickin' my wounds and I don't think I'll be finished soon.
Where can I find a place to hide from this mess I've made?"
Donna: At the masquerade!
Voltaire & Donna:
You'll be glad you came.
They won't see the holes that are in your soul when you cover up your face at the masquerade.
It's gonna be O.K.
Trade your shame for wealth and fame where no one knows your name.
Voltaire: Blast and break through.
They dragged me to this zoo.
Voltaire & Donna: "Put your mask on.
That's the key."
Voltaire: "Which animal is right for me?"
So I burst through the pearly gates and was alarmed by what awaited.
They greeted me with open arms like I was one of them.
And I felt...
Voltaire & Donna: ...right away they let me in absolved me of my prior sins.
So I shed this wretched skin at last...
Voltaire: ...and I became the mask!
Voltaire & Donna:
At the masquerade, you'll be glad you came.
They won't see the holes that are in your soul when you cover up your face at the masquerade.
It's gonna be O.K.
Trade your shame for wealth and fame where no one knows your name.
Voltaire: It's a chance to leave it all behind.
Donna: Leave it all behind.
Voltaire: Start again; begin a brand new life.
They were right that I wouldn't hate it.
To think that I hesitated.
I finally checked my checkered past and I'm not goin' back!
Voltaire & Donna:
At the masquerade, you'll be glad you came.
They won't see the holes that are in your soul when you cover up your face at the masquerade.
It's gonna be O.K.
Trade your shame for wealth and fame where no one knows your name.
Come along.
Don't you fear the masquerade?
Step in; don't be afraid!
Take your pain and deepest shame and let them go a the masquerade!
Grab a mask and cover up your face!
Wrap yourself in silk brocade.
Just forget the mistakes you made, 'cause no one cares at the masquerade!
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