I have the royalties, Of you multiple personalities I am the source for all your cast A result of the morbid childhood in your past You breath the breath of the breed behind the beast Your body and mind your carnal self bears the image Of the total devastation of your own selfimage. Your characters varies from young to old From happy to sad from shy to bold Crazy of sane, it's all in your brain But the question still remains What do you look underneath the mask I hope you don't mind if I ask But the scars of mistreatment is spawned the same It's just a f**ing role-playing game!!!!