In simple sermons it began:

"You are not yourself, you are me

There are only these words

And by them shall you live"

So forged was the mask of thousands

As child's face dissolves

Who so speaks shall name him

Who so calls will bring him

To his knees

I will dance for you

Behind the mask

Something small fiercely gleams

All that's needed to claim the light

Is the will to reach