• Masks of all shapes and sizes
    each hiding the wearer's devises.
    Faceless phantoms dance across the floor,
    expressions locked forevermore.
    The malicious gazes are set behind the plastic,
    looking dull, distressed and unenthusiastic.
    Behind the mask is a soul of evil,
    one particularly fond of upheaval.
    So while the night continues it's serenade,
    welcome to the masquerade.