(I need you)

Words of sin
Masks of hypocrisy
Overflowing in the ballroom
Champagne popping
Wine and bread
The dance of stuffed pigs

It might be pretty
It might be beautiful
It might be grand
This might be right
This might be justice
But I

Sing to death the song of lies
Dance along to death the dance of the devils
The center of the grand feast
Under the big guillotine
To whom does the rolling head belong

Welcome, well done
Shameless friends of mine
Who's next
Hang my pretty head in your room
Where is love? Where is my sympathy?
What have we lost?
Is it a farm? Is it society?
Am I a tiger or a gazelle?

It might be pretty
It might be beautiful
It might be grand
This might be right
This might be justice
But I

Sing to death the song of lies
Dance along to death the dance of the devils
The center of the grand feast
Under the big guillotine
To whom does the rolling head belong

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