Letra de The White Mask
Passed out at noon You woke up in a waiting room Full of blurry magazinesYou tried to focus and read but you were excited to meet your makerThe room slowly emptied of blurry blank faces Until you at last, heard them call out your nameBut when they showed you in You didn't meet your maker Just a group like you Holding short strawsAnd then the office fell Into the hold of the calico [Wear black, sandman flipped on a bid where you roam]?His click click ticked on with no talk To the beak of a feeding chicken Who's pecking at his feed With his beak on the bottom of his cage At a pace you were sticking tooUntil through storms of feathers You arrive at a coast on the edge of Lanai Where there's one remaining flame Black man took yours and set them on fireAnd left you there with your makeshift torches Said: "Wait just a little more And soon you'll see your maker In the flickering lights."Before some time Your torches die And it was pitch, cold Dark blackSo when the white mask So when the white mask Came at last It was out of sight So when the white mask Came at last It was out of sight Devil out of sight