Furtive Monologue Testo

This inaudible voice has flattered my ears
An unreal sound of distress, a sensation that aroused my being
This moment was all yours but the pleasure was all mine
All the weight I've been carrying vanished for a valuable instant
One day when this curtain will fall
Masks will be shattered
Your eyes silently scream astonishing grief
The satisfaction I devour is not retribution
Your sorrow's my devotion
I'll be awarded with your degradation
Nourished by bitter passions
My hunger for human depravation will be quenched
No Retribution
Your sorrow's my devotion
A furtive monologue
This unspoiled opus wasn't meant to persist eternally
Masks and disguises returned to their relevant closets
This theatrical masquerade will be lead
to its irrevocable ending
One day or another,
One day when this curtain will fall
Masks will be shattered