Cold Therapy - Creature of Masquerade

Your faking smile
Is freezing to ice
Everything you reached
A Failure in life
So rotten inside
So lost in the night
A Failure in life

You became a creature of masquerade
So perfectly flawed, behind your shade
Your inner voices are already drained
With your hands so deadly blood-stained
There is nothing you will ever regret
Until your lips will slowly turn violet

Begging for mercy with your last vim
No one is there to hold your hands
Your sight slowly starts to get dim
What a shame that no one understands
You never wanted to be someone different
That mask just fits so consistent...