Written by John Paul Bantigue Velvet Abyss | YAKUN BMI • IPI/CAE 01366401460 © 2025 John Paul Bantigue ℗ 2025 John Paul Bantigue • JP Bantigue Records jpbbantigue.com Court of Masks album: https://suno.com/playlist/b08dd599-b196-4425-81c3-b84f3b3e3eac Shh… someone’s listening. Breathe slow… don’t let the crown fall. Lights fading down— I can’t see clear, the marble keeps the echo of fear. Golden tear drops fall unseen, each one a truth we hide between. Shadows curve along the glass, courtiers bow as daggers pass. I smile beneath this borrowed skin, while grace and guilt both burn within. Whisper softly—trust no soul alive. We’re ghosts behind our eyes. In this coup, our dreams go gray, hearts like coins we trade away. Every vow becomes a chain, every love becomes a pain. Masks of night, can’t breathe— this heavy sin won’t ever leave. The captain steals, the priest forgives, no one recalls who truly lives. Contessa smiles with crimson grace— I see my ruin in her face. Shadows weep, the silence bleeds, truth consumed by royal greed. If I run, will dawn forget the blood that seals my secret debt? In this coup, no kings remain— just whispered lies and endless rain. Raise a glass to those we lost, our brittle crowns dissolved to frost. Masks of night fade into gray— what’s love but truth we hide away? We were never free. Only beautiful— in the ways we were broken.