The Mask tells,
Every time that I went to Hell,
So many times I died,
And let my Emotions hide,
So many cuts,
So many people lost there guts,
It it my fault,
That I got caught?
This Mask is my cures,
Sometimes my head wants to burst!
To Many voices in my head,
As I cry and roll in my bed,
Enough has been said,
Because you are already dead♥
