From the darkness to the light
Times of trouble and insanity,
Carry mask to hide, disguise
All the pain of my eternity.
I would never let it go
that misery what I holding
From this day
forevermore,
I'll mount mask
that'll be my lore.
No reaching out when I'm weak,
No solace will I seek forever
When you say your answers,
Say your prayers,
all you'll see, is mask,
but under mask is me
In tears.
Александр Бесов (Студницын) "1999-****"