Mr. pseudonym

Spotlight out, falling curtain
Sound of non clapping hand
Maskerade, died for certain
Your dream reaches the end

No sold out, empty cashbox
Angry tears hide your eyes
No comeback, no performance
Prisioner of lies

Show your face, Oh Mr. Pseudonym
Now you've lost the game you've played
Your show broke down
Close your case, Oh Mr. Pseudonym
With your tricks you don't need anymore

Your whole job was reflection
Laughing crowd behind your back
Everyone's looking trough you
Your future's dressed in black

Show your face, Oh Mr. Pseudonym
Now you've lost the game you've played
Your show broke down
Close your case, Oh Mr. Pseudonym
With your tricks you don't need anymore