A throat that eats and swallows too

And hair that can grip a soul

A long lost bride with a vow to renew

A vow with a sinister goal

Her rotted flesh cracks like a broken doll

And her eyes go blank and clear

Her anguish will cause all men to fall

She becomes their one and only fear

A heart that was broken so far in the past

By a man she thought she could trust

He told her their love would never last

But now that man has turned to dust

So whenever a man kicks his lover away

He needs to look at himself and ask

Was that a price he’s willing to pay?

Or will he fall victim to “A Mask”.