I could use your gullibility   Distort the painful truth   Present a fear and laugh at you   Leave you lost unsure removed   The must I feel to put it right   Put an end to naive faith   In slick successes avenue   The vacuum of save face      Direct words can turn lost minds   Towards some monster seed   Lyrics sung from pretty looks   Can on the reader feed   Be strong to check and recognise   The pretty face is all   But being used to sell you songs   That never say it all      The incident meets the senses   The illusions in a mask   The sun of a summer afternoon   Docility rocks the mask   Broken loose from moorings   In a flash the swell had passed   Towards the beach with unabated speed   Confessions of a mask