Let the mask fall, let this head roll.

I do not have a role in any of your poll
My soul is empty, my sides are lonely
Let the tear speak, and nought lovely

In this pain all is vain
In this plain, all is lain
No glitters, no dancers
No twisters, no lovers.

Let the mask fall, let this  head roll

Inside, beneath, nothing to scroll
My heart is cloudy, my blood is icy
Let the skin speak, and nought happy

In this hand, nothing stays
In this palm, nothing frays
No kisses, no wishes
No lilies, no worries


Let the mask fall, let the dust shine

Do not ever call me divine
I do not have a role in any of your poll
Let the mask fall, let my head roll.



April, 11, 2013