welcome to the masquerade
we hope to win this fight
no matter what it takes
beauty, and empy bloodless souls
corrupted to the bone
keep everyone informed

laughter, happy-faced rows
contest and shallow choirs
orchestrated vanity
sorry we can let you go away
it seems you have to stay in doom
you make my pockets full

chorus:
live the cruel show business
where the business shows
step into the spotlight
make the ratings burst!
kneel before the camera
to the vicious shrine
the absurd choreography
of busty naked moths around the light

join the unknown army of empty faces
we expect to pervade into your life
trying to create a hopeless dependency
that gives me fame and fortune and the like