Withering Surface - Fading Mask lyrics

Waiting For Your Ego Waiting To Break Free A Ball Where Noone Sees Behind The Artificial Eyes A Mask Weaved By Thought Hands How Do I Stand A Chance? Nothing Can Save Me Nomore I Can't Escape - From Your Fading Mask Nothing Is Sacred Nomore I Can't Escape - From Your Fading Mask Nothing Is Blinding Nomore I Can't Escape - From Your Fading Mask Nothing Is Sacred Nomore I Can't Escape.... Waiting For Your True Self Waiting To Explore Waiting To Be Free A Ball Where Noone Sees Behind The Artificial Lies A Mask Weaved By Wicked Hands Can I Stand A Chance? Down The Alley In The Misty Smog I See The Parody Of Her Bleaching Self Down The Alley In The Misty Smog I See Her Shinning But Not To Me....