Apply the cream of false laughter
and look good to hide
face and neck, chest, torso,
hips, buttocks, thighs
soles of our feet,
to the last place we have left
blood of cruelty and malicious deceit
It flows unnoticed
torn and twisted
hiding the pain of the times
mouths speak of countless
corrupt deeds
with the cheers of rote geniuses
are buried
all this with a single mask
of lovelessness
yes, we can
souls torn apart by torture
to sing, to give life, from the mud is a task
vile of the veils,
Your unmasking
to show the parade of
your life
today, we take off our masks.