Mask Of Fear Songtext

Behind the mask of fear
Death's presence ever near
Lift the veil of horror
Come face to face with gore

Stricken and pestilent, eyes no longer see
The bubbling twisted mass her features used to be
As the flesh decays, her insides start to rot
Spitting up her innards in stinking wretched clots

After years of solitude, her mask too foul to wear
As the lid is lifted, the stench too much to bear
Gazing at her visage, your features blanch to white
Unable to stand it, vomit at the sight that lies -

Behind the mask of fear
Death's presence ever near
Lift the veil of horror
Come face to face with gore