In times of trouble and insanity, I carry masks to disguise the pain I carry
secure behind my eyes
I can never let out again the misery I hide
to hell with my dignity
to hell with my pride
from this day forward, and for ever more, I will mount this mask that will be my lore
No reaching out when I am weak
no solace will I seek
when you look for answers
when you say your prayers
all you will see is masks
and no pain that I bare