With masks and lies,
They're all bound with ties.
They think it's okay,
When the things they say,
Aren't as cruel as what they do.
And they stick like glue.
But who they are,
Is all behind the bar.
Left behind in their eyes,
It's not all lies.
Will they ever see,
What we will be?
Power they have now,
Soon though they will go 'ow'.
Do not fall,
For what they saw.
Or the mask,
That will ask,
To throw
What you know
And yourself away.
