Shivers and humming incited by fear,
I find no one to submit to-my trust.
Hunters are set, pouncing like bears,
My strength can strive no more to cross.
Drumming of war sounding so close,
Spears and arrows approaching from the blues.
For the archers is but my friend,
The masquerade is but my friend.

My home sincerely,has lost comfort,
Sleep and rest only accomplished in seconds.
Some cruel fairies may from the kitchen come forth,
Not even a sign given to reckon.
Gifts and welfare received -again-never,
Certainly in this case, you must be clever.
For the master minder is but my neighbor,
The masquerade is but my neighbor .

Masquerade while at work,
But why would life be this unfair,
For the wait to alarm like a cock,
Just because of my little Blair.
Therefore I refrain my mouth from talking,
Although we greet every morning.
For the Harman is but my colleague,
The masquerade is but my colleague.

Masquerade even in ministry ,
How cruel could the devil be? .
Then they speak with great flattery,
Solemn loyalty the claim to give.
For the announce your little fault,
Although themselves own more lot.
For the caster is but my brother,
The masquerade is but my brother.

Masquerade even in my heart,
For my dearest is but one of them.
For love to me is tat,
A plot to leave me lame.
She feeds me with lorries of lies,
At the awakening of the truth,my heart dies.
For the deceiver is but my love,
The masquerade is but my love.