We seek the face behind the masks of existence and non-existence
Yet, behind the innermost mask, we find stark emptiness
Yet, this is not a mask
In this masquerade we wear masks over our masks
Yet, behind the innermost mask, we find stark emptiness
Yet, this is not a mask
The King In Yellow in us asks
Can you see the masquerade for the masks?
Yet, this is not a mask
You are now free
