Empty street black glass rain My name in the files again Every smile had hidden teeth Every lock was missing keys Gold on your hands Blood on your name You play your game I stay the same Cold city lights Fall on your face I see the cracks Behind the fame Tick the room gets small I see the board behind it all Every move was never mine I don’t take a checkmate Turn dark You reveal when the mask gets cracked Turn dark See through every little trap Checkmate checkmate no escape You built a throne on borrowed graves Checkmate checkmate say my name I knew your game before you played Footprints fade on the hall floor Fingerprints on the wrong door You were there, then gone in smoke A lie dressed up in a velvet coat Silk and diamonds Black masquerade You built a throne out of mistakes The higher you climb The harder you break I hear the sound of your empire shake Tick the room gets small I see the board behind it all Every move was never mine I don’t take a checkmate Turn dark You...