Look around you, what do you see?
A carnival dance in a broken spree.
While shadows whisper secrets untold,
We trade our gold for a pot of mold.
Planting our dreams in a garden of stone,
Chasing the winds, we're never alone.

Oh, you're all lost in a masquerade,
Painting the walls while the colors fade.
Spinning in circles, a merry -go-round,
Searching for meaning where none can be found.
With a laugh and a sigh, don't you feel grand?
Singing our tales on this shifting sand.

Puppets on strings in a theater of fate,
Where words are whispers that carry weight.
We build our castles on rivers of doubt,
As echoes of laughter drown all the shout.
Dreaming of futures while time slips away,
As clocks keep ticking, we're led astray.

Oh, you're all lost in a masquerade,
Painting the walls while the colors fade.
Spinning in circles, a merry-go-round,
Searching for meaning where none can be found.
With a laugh and a sigh, don't you feel grand?
Singing our tales on this shifting sand.

In silence, the truth weaves a delicate thread,
A tapestry woven with colors of dread.
But still, we stand in the glow of the night,
Singing our hymns, hearts ready to fight.
With every word, let the shadows unveil,
The stories that linger, the secrets we trail.

Oh, you're all lost in a masquerade,
Painting the walls while the colors fade.

Spinning in circles, a merry-go-round,
Searching for meaning where none can be found.
With a laugh and a sigh, don't you feel grand?
Singing our tales on this shifting sand.