The words are just confessions of a mask They say that thoughts have wings But our wings have been clipped The words have gotten in the way And we are just limping forward Yet, instead of trying to find the thoughts behind the mask The thoughts that really count, but not the words We have fallen for the reflection The reflection of the shadow of civilization A civilization that knows no honor That knows no respect That knows not its desires or true meaning A lie within a lie within a lie The time is long past for a new beginning A caress within the iron glove