Gilded Gears Masquerade

(tick tock tick tock)

Wind the key, let the dance begin Gold and brass beneath porcelain

skin

Every step is measured and true

I spin in sync with you (ahhh)

Listen close as the gears align

Lost within this grand design

We are dancing in a clockwork masquerade Where the painted smiles will

never fade Turn the dial and catch the brass ring While the

silver bells sweetly sing

Velvet masks hide the clicking wheels

No one speaks of the cold it feels

Just a touch of a gloved hand

Moving in a world so planned

We are dancing in a clockwork masquerade Where the painted smiles will

never fade Turn the dial and catch the brass ring

While the silver bells sweetly sing

Tick... tock... The spring runs down... (shhh)