I see around (are) no more true confessions
the king has lost his crown
and there as no one else to pay
her deadly wicked smile
the queen is sharing pain (again )
right is wrong , wrong is good
friends the enemy

Where the crow as hunting the eagle
no one wants to face the day
where the children with no future
tell the stories from the past

Wait no more
I wish I could wear no mask
I wish I could leave the act
being the part of display
(and the ) jester cries for the night

All I hear around , (are ) no more true confessions
devil as rolled the bones
there as nothing more to gain
the glass of poisoned wine
greedy wizards serve
the last man standing one more day
acos passion never dies

Silent chamber , jester as resting
out of the day and night
lizard as sneaking on the wall
but the doors are open wide

When the crowds face the jester
when the jesters face the crowds
putting off the devil hour
but the lizard as crawling slow

When the crowds face the jester
when the jesters face the crowds
the old ones missed the calm
who will be the last to know