The Mask Lyrics - Neal Morse

I have come a long way 

I've met many a friend 

Who gave to me their hearts, their bread and their wine 

Into the lower lands 

Down to the depths of self 

I have come 

To discover what's lying behind 

The mask 

My mask 

It might tear me apart 

If I see what's inside my heart 

My heart 

The ground is so dank 

The air is sour in the valley of humiliation 

I can see him now 

Coming for me there will be no negotiation 

It's here 

He's here 

Man, he's ugly as sin 

Slimy scales are his precious pride