Chequered Floor

Hold up your mask for a moment, you fool
And let it all slide away
There's no time to cover your pain
There's no time to worry

The same masks are slipping everywhere
What was hidden now laid bare
There's no time run and hide
There's no time to change your mind

So hold up your hands
And come here and stand
For the world wants to know whose deeds you've done

And the chequered floor if it could speak more
Would tell who did their deeds for love?
And the chequered floor could tell so much more
Who did their deeds for gain?
And the chequered floor will whisper to all
Who did their deeds for greed?
Who did their deeds so we all bleed?
While they upon our sorrow feed

Behind closed doors the secrets unfold
Stories of power the lies they've told
In the shadows they plot and they scheme
For the future is brighter than it seems

Symbols carved in stone ancient lore
Whispers of control they crave for more
In their circles decisions are made
Humanity's fate in the balance weighed

So hold up your hands
And come here and stand
For the world wants to know whose deeds you've done

And the chequered floor if it could speak more
Would tell who did their deeds for love?
And the chequered floor could tell so much more
Who did their deeds for gain?
And the chequered floor will whisper to all
Who did their deeds for greed?
Who did their deeds so we all bleed?
While they upon our sorrow feed

Beneath the mask the truth revealed
In the darkness secrets sealed
The power they hold
The games they play
In the shadows they find their way

So hold up your hands
And come here and stand
For the world wants to know whose deeds you've done

And the chequered floor if it could speak more
Would tell who did their deeds for love?
And the chequered floor could tell so much more
Who did their deeds for gain?
And the chequered floor will whisper to all
Who did their deeds for greed?
Who did their deeds so we all bleed?
While they upon our sorrow feed

Beneath the mask the truth revealed
In the darkness secrets sealed
The power they hold
The games they play
In the shadows they find their way

So hold up your hands
And come here and stand
For the world wants to know whose deeds you've done

And the chequered floor if it could speak more
Would tell who did their deeds for love?
And the chequered floor could tell so much more
Who did their deeds for gain?
And the chequered floor will whisper to all
Who did their deeds for greed?
Who did their deeds so we all bleed?
While they upon our sorrow feed

In the silence the whispers remain
Echoes of the past a constant refrain
On the chequered floor the truth will lie
As the world looks on questioning why