• feeling so unloved
    forgotten
    like an unexisting world
    left behind just like pluto
    in a cold forbidden place

    searching for the greater good
    until all is lost
    and new is born
    shing a golden ray
    brighter then the sun
    More free the wind
    as I wear that mask of lies
    Fan letters to the sky
    and read the new found love
    and shine that golden light
    and it rains a storm of sorrow upon my cheek
    the mask of lies has yet to break
    for it is my puppet
    and the world
    Is my stage