Behind each mask, there hides a sin,
So, Welcome to our night parade,
Where on every face, they wear a grin,
In this, our phantom masquerade!

Come and see where all our secrets lie,
As we dance down this cobbled road,
Listen carefully and you may know why,
Watch us closely, as a man comes a toad!

For this miracle happening right before your eyes,
May not be all that it appears to be,
It's painted in rainbows, and covered in lies,
But if it's what you desire, then it's all that you see!

You will never know what you have lost,
And you will be deceived by our every appearance,
But that is the law of the land and the cost,
So, as watch our performances put you in a trance...

And I throw my hat off, while I grin,
It's almost time to end this masquerade,
No need to worry of the price or sin,
For the in the end, it's already been paid!

As we slowly fade away from sight,
And you cannot believe your eyes,
Just remember what you gave up this night,
For the favors of magic, dreams, and lies...
© Britt Clark