What a big man you are
Could fight a war with just your face
Take it on the chin and leave me open-jawed

What big words you've got
Reciting lines you've heard on film
Could write a script with just your lust for respect

Rip off this face, it can't persist
Like shadows in the rain, undefined lines
A symphony muted and greying
You're not real, and neither are your goals

Your goals:
Exposed and fruitless
Suspended from a childhood insecurity
Perpetuated beyond the boundaries of logic and reality
Many times i held my hand out to you
When it should have been me was destructive
In my own rights i should have been..

I had hoped somewhere that through your clouded portrait of rage
I could eventually count on human nature to rear its head
And shine over the darkness that we had created for ourselves
And human nature did shine through
But I never realized that human nature was truly so jealous and vile
That is the nature of men
The very man you strive to be
And you will succeed
Stretch up to your pain as long as it may carry you
Until your body becomes consumed and decayed by the ravages of time

For one day it will forever change your mask
And you will be carved in stone...