Masquerade

Masquerade - The Bridle Party

If I had an apple

I'd dip it in acid

And feed it to the innocent next door

If her man came

To kiss it better

He'd secretly want me more

If I had a castle

I'd steal a princess

And hide her lock and key on the upper floor

And if some valiant knight

Tried to save her

I'd slit her throat before he'd make it to the door

Oh that life were a storybook

I'd live in such dramatic decadence

Oh you wouldn't need a second look

To tell the enemy from the prince

If I had a village

I'd fill it with rats

And lead the children out with my fife

And when the mothers scream in the distance

I'll scream back

I'll take your visa or your child's life

If I happened to live

In some barbershop nightmare

I'd kill my own sad ghost of a wife

Vengeance and veins would open and flow

To my cool and angry knife

Oh that life were a storybook

I'd live in such lavish wealth

I'd eat hand picked grapes by the vine

And have slaves to put them in my mouth

And all the boys and girls in my harem

Would reserve for me such fear

For if left unsatisfied

I'd find little ways to make them disappear

Oh life is just a masquerade

So who dares steal this scorn

Who will set the gilded rose

And who be pricked by its gorgeous thorn

Am I everything that I appear to be

Or do these words obscure what's true

If I take off the mask tonight

Will I be the mirror image

Of you