I’ve watched your soul through endless years,
Every life you live, I die again.
I walk through centuries of silence,
Your laughter carved into my veins.
Each dawn becomes another tomb,
Where love and memory decay.
Your ghost still dances in the dark,
Beneath the ruins of my faith.
I’d burn the stars to see you breathe,
To feel your warmth again.
You don’t remember me,
But I still bleed for you.
Do you remember the night we fell through fate?
Our hearts entwined beneath the masquerade.
I’d trade the sun, I’d curse the day,
To hear your voice again—
In the masquerade.
I gave my soul to cage the night,
To guard your fragile dawn.
You live, you love, you fade from sight,
And still I carry on.
Still I carry on.
The blood, the years, the endless pain,
Your name a wound that won’t decay.
Your eyes, they tear through the centuries.
Your voice, a blade inside of me.
Your soul, reborn in mortal flame,
I die each time you change your name.
You’ll never know the cost I’ve paid,
The love that time could not erase.
The masks may hide, but hearts remember,
The fire still burns through ash and ember.
The vow we made, though years decayed,
Still echoes through the masquerade.
Eternal love, eternal pain,
The masquerade will never fade.
I fade before the morning breaks,
I’m nothing but a shade.
But still I guard each breath you take,
An echo of the masquerade.
If death could love, it would be me,
Your unseen ghost, your tragedy.
I keep you safe, though worlds divide,
My heart your tomb, my soul your guide.
Your soul is mine to keep,
Even when you forget my name.
When dawn returns, I turn away,
But still I watch, still I remain,
An echo of the masquerade.