Hidden lies will hold onto a temporary peace That is why this could never be a permanent release Do you have no shame for what you've done? Is your life a game in which you run? Your face wears a mask that no one knows While you are haunted by the ghost of who you are When it's all history and you've been proven guilty Then you fall from this false glory manifested by your greed You've become the mask that you've always worn To forget the person you are inside And now you hide who you were before Until your ghost is identified