• In this place,
    This place so contented,
    None see my face,
    They don't know i'm dented.
    They see not my tears,
    They know not my pain,
    I see all my fears,
    The Screams in my brain.
    I long for someone to hear,
    For a gentle embrace.
    Yet i 'ner shed a tear,
    Least, not to their face.
    It's so simple you see,
    It's next to my flask,
    I'll tell you the key,
    It's this black and white mask.