This

in

au-

di-

ble

voice

has

flat-

tered

my

ears

An

un-

real

sound

of

dis-

tress

a

sen-

sa-

tion

that

a-

rou-

sed

my

being

This

mo-

ment

was

all

yours

but

the

plea-

sure

was

all

mine

All

the

we-

i-

ght

I've

been

car-

ry-

ing

Va-

ni-

shed

for

a

va-

lua-

ble

in-

stant

one

day

when

this

cur-

tain

will

fall

Your

eyes

si-

len-

tly

scream

as-

to-

ni-

shing

grief

The

sa-

tis-

fac-

tion

I

de-

vo-

ur

is

not

re-

tri-

bu-

tion

Your

sor-

row's

my

de-

vo-

tion

I'll

be

re-

war-

ded

with

your

deg-

ra-

da-

tion

Nou-

rished

by

bit-

ter

pas-

sions

My

hun-

ger

for

hu-

man

Dep-

ri-

va-

tion

will

be

quenched

No

ret-

ri-

bu-

tion

Your

sor-

row's

my

de-

vo-

tion

A

fur-

tive

mo-

no-

logue

This

is

un-

spoi-

led

o-

pus

wasn't

meant

to

per-

sist

e-

ter-

nal-

ly

Masks

and

dis-

gui-

ses

re-

turned

to

their

re-

le-

vant

clo-

sets

This

you

thats

the

thi-

a-

ti-

cal

mas-

que-

rade

Will

be

lead

to

its

ir-

re-

vo-

cable

en-

ding

One

day

or

a-

no-

ther

One

day

when

this

cur-

tain

will

fall

One

day

when

this

cur-

tain

will

fall

Masks

will

be

shat-

tered