Silver faces… Nervous smiles and grimaces… Angry voices… Aggressive signs and gestures…
Worms of greed eat the still small voice. Silver faces feel rejoice. Routine… I can see a lifeless shine, Square forms of a rigid mind. Madness.
Try the mask of silver! Try the mask of silver!
I’m just a piece of someone’s illusion. I’m just a part of cruel performance.
I have to finish the game I play, but I don’t want to live this way. I know who I don’t want to be, but A shade of silver is on me. And I’m still the one I hate, but Under the mask I’m the apostate. Silver faces feel the danger So I'm stranger …