It was a wild night, even you agree;Under this Blue Moon, we dress in fashion;Whether we are rich or poor, gold or green;This night is just a human creation; Illuminate our so-called status now;Tonight, Leo's at Mars, so come with us;Let's party, celebrates without a doubt;Look around; masks made them look beautiful; Until the next Morning Star, radicates;The honest, hurtful truth from ego's eyes;The toxin of our mask evaporates;You realize the mask is just a disguise; Past choices are impossible to change;But now, use your intuition to think; 

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