The Mask

The Mask
Folks! Hold that mask of yours firmly, just in case it might unveil YOU.

Curtains up
The play begins
The King
The Queen
And the Knight
Up here from the balcony
I behold

The King's got
gold
The Queen's the mistress
And the Knight's a fox
Up here from the balcony
I behold

In a pool of blood,the King's cold
The Queen sheds crocodilian tears
And the Knight laments and grieves
Up here from the balcony
I behold

As the enigma does unfold
Head turns a full circle
The Queen sleeps with the Knight
Up here from the balcony
I behold

Curtains down
The "play" ceases
Backstage: The King's still alive
The Queen's a cheap whore
And the Knight ever so modest
Up there from the balcony
I couldn't behold