No mercy for the mask


1. It's Dusty

It's dusty up here on your shelf,

It's chilling me to the heart those eyes of yours,

When will you bring me down?


It's terrifying in this black abyss,

Your voice has no heart anymore,

Can you help me find my way back?


It's cold down here on the cobbles,

And the blood's freezing in my veins,

the blood's sticking to my skin.


But you just walk away,

Like you did all those years ago



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