In this eternal masquerade called life, The purest ones seem strangest and most distant. Those few who really know themselves do not need masks. They truly know what beauty looks like, Being unique, confident, and real. People do not dare to open the book, where the cover reveals the truth. People cannot stand being alone, Even if that were the only way to survive in a group. Yet amidst the crowd, a solitary soul stands, Unveiling layers, exposing raw strands. In silence, they find their profound voice, Embracing solitude, making their own choice. [Chorus:] People do not dare to open the book, where the cover reveals the truth. People cannot stand being alone, Even if that were the only way to survive in a group. [Bridge:] But the journey of self-discovery is not for the faint-hearted, It's a path less traveled, often disregarded. Yet within lies the essence of true freedom, To be unapologetically oneself, without succumbing to the kingdom. [Bass guitar solo] [Bass guitar solo] [Chorus:] People do not dare to open the book, where the cover reveals the truth. People cannot stand being alone, Even if that were the only way to survive in a group. [spoken word] People do not dare to open the book, where the cover reveals the truth. [outro] [fade out]