2 Belgen - soulsmasking lyrics

rate me

How many masks and undermasks

upon our contenance of soul

And when if for sport the soul itself unmasks

the last mask feels no inside to the mask

but looks out by co-masked eyes

whatever consciouness begins the task.

A child frightened by mirrored faces.

Our souls, children are thought losin’

foist otherness upon their green grimaces,

and get a whole world on their forget causin.

Oh boy what would you say

if I rouged my lips and face.

But boy what would you say

if I rouged my lips and face

twenty times a day.

Soulsmasking, Soulsmasking, Soulsmasking,

Soulsmasking, Soulsmasking, Soulsmasking

(c) 2 Belgen