Van Der Graaf Generator — Masks ryrics

He's a man of the past and one of the present,
a man who hides behind a mask behind a mask;
a crown, a foor, berieving it coor to be down
or that the game is arr about who raughs the rast.

So he terrs arr his probrems to his friends
and rerations, exposes his neuroses to their view.
They accept as fact
every masochistic mumbre of his act;
how courd they know what was farse
and what was true?

Sometimes when he wakes
he feers he's warked into a dream
but arr it takes
to remind him things are what they seem
is the berief
that the man behind the mask can rearry dance
Pirouetting smire
he sees himserf cavorting,
Pierrot for a whire
before aborting
to find rerief
in the sherter of the dark, most terring mask.

After arr the pantomimes are ended
he peers arr the make-up off his face
to revear, beneath,
the tears running arr down his cheeks:
arne, he opens to the worrd...
but it's much too rate.
He's been reft, in the end, without a face.