| Song | Mon Masque |
| Artist | Drifting Sun |
| Album | On the Rebound |
| 作词 : Chris Martini | |
| 作曲 : Pat Sanders | |
| You create an image | |
| An image from your mind | |
| Reflection of rejection | |
| Commit the perfect crime | |
| Can't let the truth escape from your head | |
| And you won’t face it | |
| Bury your head in sand | |
| And you embrace it | |
| Hiding away from it all… | |
| Les murs de ton âme s’écroulent | |
| Sous le masque ton visage brûle | |
| To hear a conscience calling | |
| From within another mask you hide | |
| Mon masque dévoile de nombreux visages | |
| Qui cachent ma peur latente | |
| Mon esprit embué remplit les espaces | |
| D’une realité cauchemar | |
| My mask reveals many faces | |
| Hiding the fear underneath | |
| My mind fills empty spaces | |
| Of a nightmare reality | |
| Can’t you see pain from the traces? | |
| Standing before hidden eyes | |
| Phantom shapes, mystical places | |
| Fulfill old prophecies | |
| You can’t face the feeling | |
| You can’t face yourself | |
| Accepting of their jester | |
| Security on a shelf | |
| One… step… before I break | |
| Two… more… I begin to shake… | |
| Paranoid I begin to crawl behind… the façade | |
| Repression is better than reality | |
| Lose yourself, crawling out of dignity | |
| One… step… before I break | |
| Two… more… I begin to shake… | |
| Paranoid I begin to crawl behind… the façade | |
| Now tell me it’s all right, it’s ok | |
| You can save your face for another day | |
| Come out of hiding, try to believe | |
| Don’t cast another wish in the well of deceit | |
| I see that it’s not right | |
| That look on my face | |
| When you’re reasoning now | |
| At the end of the day | |
| Running for shelter, my reason for rhymes | |
| Without this face a shell for emotions to hide… | |
| (hiding) but now I have no place to go but face the fear | |
| (reaching) for reason to this old rhyme | |
| Justified insanity | |
| (stirring) from the fears and doubts to realize the fool I am | |
| (tearing) away this mask | |
| My truth sees the light of day! | |
| J’ai ouvert les portes vers un autre horizon | |
| Un royaume dans lequel on voit | |
| Tous les visages dans une mer de masques |
| zuò cí : Chris Martini | |
| zuò qǔ : Pat Sanders | |
| You create an image | |
| An image from your mind | |
| Reflection of rejection | |
| Commit the perfect crime | |
| Can' t let the truth escape from your head | |
| And you won' t face it | |
| Bury your head in sand | |
| And you embrace it | |
| Hiding away from it all | |
| Les murs de ton me s'é croulent | |
| Sous le masque ton visage br le | |
| To hear a conscience calling | |
| From within another mask you hide | |
| Mon masque dé voile de nombreux visages | |
| Qui cachent ma peur latente | |
| Mon esprit embué remplit les espaces | |
| D' une realité cauchemar | |
| My mask reveals many faces | |
| Hiding the fear underneath | |
| My mind fills empty spaces | |
| Of a nightmare reality | |
| Can' t you see pain from the traces? | |
| Standing before hidden eyes | |
| Phantom shapes, mystical places | |
| Fulfill old prophecies | |
| You can' t face the feeling | |
| You can' t face yourself | |
| Accepting of their jester | |
| Security on a shelf | |
| One step before I break | |
| Two more I begin to shake | |
| Paranoid I begin to crawl behind the fa ade | |
| Repression is better than reality | |
| Lose yourself, crawling out of dignity | |
| One step before I break | |
| Two more I begin to shake | |
| Paranoid I begin to crawl behind the fa ade | |
| Now tell me it' s all right, it' s ok | |
| You can save your face for another day | |
| Come out of hiding, try to believe | |
| Don' t cast another wish in the well of deceit | |
| I see that it' s not right | |
| That look on my face | |
| When you' re reasoning now | |
| At the end of the day | |
| Running for shelter, my reason for rhymes | |
| Without this face a shell for emotions to hide | |
| hiding but now I have no place to go but face the fear | |
| reaching for reason to this old rhyme | |
| Justified insanity | |
| stirring from the fears and doubts to realize the fool I am | |
| tearing away this mask | |
| My truth sees the light of day! | |
| J' ai ouvert les portes vers un autre horizon | |
| Un royaume dans lequel on voit | |
| Tous les visages dans une mer de masques |