masquerade

• dreams of sanitynin 1999 cikisli albumu. 10 sarkidan olusur, sarkilarin isminde masquerade gecenleri sunlardir:
  
  masquerade - act 1
  
  in which a mask is applied not only shielding the ugliness.
  
  the loneliness weaving wonders
  left me alone as daydawn came.
  the birdcry's timbre seemed like thunder
  - to spit on me - it was the lark.
  
  and on these daybreaks of my life
  kept closed my eyes for seconds more.
  when dreams freeflow the bending mind
  of all the grief and fear be gone.
  
  and on these daybreaks of your life
  just close your eyes and live within
  oh let them flow and bend your mind
  try to believe the fear is gone.
  
  start piercing me you wicked ghosts!
  your voices sneak from red-rubbed lips!
  those tangling whispers - want to soothe me,
  but start what i've never dared to speak of.
  
  as slowly as i dropped the cape
  - the slumber sweet as velvet fell -
  i saw the smiling face of a day
  that blew away my ease at once.
  
  not love not happiness i dreamed of
  no hope for this so rotten live?
  how can i tame? how can i hide
  this twisted me i cannot fight?
  
  not love not happieness you dreamed of
  lose hope for your so rotten live.
  you cannot tame, just try to hide
  it's you - it's me - you try to hide!
  
  start piercing me you wicked ghosts!
  your voices sneak from red-rubbed lips!
  those tangling whispers - want to sooth me,
  but start what i've never dared to speak of.
  
  "goodbye to eric" i heard my screams
  and hoped that echos would reload in me
  and strengthen me for this inhumanizing task
  i got up and applied a mask of velvet black
  - square as the one it hosts.
  
  "goodbye to eric the human-faced -
  shall he be known through the mask he wears".
  "shall fear be forever repelled by the ways,
  we'll walk; and we'll melt into the face,
  of all bodies and ever for all i'll become:
  be gone now eric - be gone - be gone".
  
  masquerade - act 2
  
  in which the way is mind and mind is way.
  
  and off they went - both of them -
  the charm of luck fell in his hand -
  or shall i say into his face...?
  or shall i say to you...?
  
  this sudden moves his mind allowed -
  walked distance to his fading past
  left space for thoughts so mountain-high.
  left space for thoughts to you.
  
  where shall we fly my timeless pal?
  so strong in harmony we stand.
  the river styx or hades cannot hurt
  the sparkling sprouts of the living days.
  
  shall find the rose's blooming hills
  to pick the chosen one so bright
  and water it in the endless wells
  of what i found so deep inside.
  
  his steps stayed steady as he frowned
  uncertainty felt on his face
  no one could see behind his mask.
  no one could see behind.
  
  help me half dead ghoules for long
  you've pierced me in my timeless days
  i've payed you with my blood and pain
  i demand: take me as one of yours.
  
  masquerade - interlude
  
  so see me enter those timeless walls
  the city of paris - or was it rome?
  i do not care - oh! - i nevermind.
  nowhere i run to - i can hide.
  
  so masked my face - so masked my mind.
  the body well hidden in this opera's walls.
  the stones start breathing as my heart stops beating
  as i listen to her voice.
  
  how can i take and dare to touch
  these waves web sounds of angel's voice
  come! close your eyes and shield your mind.
  and sing with me - sing tonight!
  
  masquerade - act 3
  
  in which the darkness masks the mask.
  
  [christine:]
  i close my eyes and wonder: "where is this man"
  who spoke so true with passion felt through centuries
  when i was alone this voice washed my fears away
  these sounds from the dark that vanish in the light of day.
  what i feel and what i see is not the same
  deep within your voice swings more than one world's pain
  
  [eric:]
  look into my eyes - for they belonged to him
  and if you listen well you can hear him sing through me.
  in dreams i hold you close my dreams are always near.
  may worlds split us apart at night i'll always hear
  the sounds that turned in me the plea for death to harmony
  
  [eric & christine:]
  i feel so alone my god where have you been?
  
  masquerade - act 4
  
  in which not only the mask dies.
  
  so as the year has spent the meaning
  of all the hopes - the bitter days.
  to learn the good within the griefing
  to hope the best as i start to sink.
  
  why did i have to leave my fears
  behind the hills of loneliness?
  why did i have to find her here,
  who loved the black behind my mask?
  
  hand scratching this face - for christin and the days.
  blood dripping on dust - for the love i have lost.
  my flesh and bones - for the fear and the moans.
  my life - my pain - to dream with her everyday.
  
  this angels voice that fell upon
  my fading life my fading lies.
  christine may you now mask
  this dying naked soul of mine.