You don't need a mask.

The color of green,red and black does the trick

To explain disgust,bloody and darkness one that stick

A picture that makes fear hunter your mind and pierce your heart

you being to wonder why you had to start.

For you,your face is just perfect.

The horror of thoughts becoming words and reality

a suspected lie come true or an expected truth filled with brutality

twist of shear pleasure into the very terror of hell courtyard

the making of a dump site out of a once pretty vineyard

for you,your words and tongue is that wand.

The wondering and pondering of falling into a trance

the warmth and the beauty of a pleasant entrance

the snap back to reality that drops a man's jaw

the very clarity of the played event that makes you doubt what you saw

for you, you don't need a mask, your talents are raw.