The Mask of Skin (or 'Reflections of Commotion & Sense, Beauty & Drama or Love & Hate')

"The Mask of Skin (or 'Reflections of Commotion & Sense, Beauty & Drama or Love & Hate')" Awakening in the morning, after a night in spoiling Staggered in my head and creatures in my bed... Struggle within, caught on the wrong foot On a dizzying floor, voiceless, silent and mute. Stoned, dazed and shattered. Down, bowed to hatred Broken into pieces, until the pain ceasses. Ruined, wrecked and destroyed. Annihilated and annoying Only a pale illusion, purity dilution. My mask of skin, don't tell you lies... ... Living in sin, there's no surprise. My mask of skin, is no disguise Sincerity and fakeness... my own demise... Stoned, dazed and shattered. Down, bowed to hatred Broken into pieces, until the pain ceasses. Ruined, wrecked and destroyed. Annihilated and annoying Only a pale illusion, purity dilution... ... My mask of skin, don't tell you lies... Awakening in the morning, after a night in spoiling Staggered in my head and creatures in my bed... Struggle within, caught on the wrong foot On a dizzying floor, voiceless, silent and mute. My mask of skin, don't tell you lies... ... Living in sin, there's no surprise. My mask of skin, is no disguise Sincerity and fakeness... my own demise... ... my own demise...