I don’t know you
The man behind the mask
The man of many faces
The one who stole my heart
Is not the one before me
The one who would cause pain
Or enjoy another’s misery or anguish
The man of many faces
Steals hearts only to break them
Causes torment and pain to those he claims to love
His protection is false
As are his promises
He lures the innocent to their fates
With promises sweet with passion
And tantalizing quotes of love
Knowing what their weaknesses are
Knowing he is their doom
Once they are in his web of deceit
They cannot break free no matter
How much they beg or plead
They are his property for all eternity
Their tears are wine for his taste
Their torment is his pleasure
To break them is his desire
To leave them broken, alone and destroyed
That is his game.
