Masked Musician

I drench myself in a sorrowful symphony,
In sad crescendos, it played
Such lonesome melancholy harmony,
What a lonely atmosphere it made.

Crestfallen notes float in a dark galaxy,
In a heavy rhythm, they dance
A somber timbre embracing me,
Please, hallows of music, give me my one last chance.

And in empty halls, the chorus played
With the piano, the Maestro, the fife
The harp, the cello had me slayed,
O, muses! Please save my life.

It must have been a terrible sin,
What have I done to you?
For you to have those notorious grins,
and evil laughs as the wind blew.

And from this nightmare, too, I shall wake,
In made by the sunshine heat,
And please for all of music's sake,
Don't ever give me defeat.