Mah Jor, a Mask
Searching endlessly for a friend that left a long time ago
I'm followed by a shadow of my past
Falling into a realm that seems identical to what I know
Oh how my face can't be seen behind this mask
Three days and the world ends
Just three days to make amends
If only I could turn back time and begin again
Maybe then
I could get it right
A song of healing and my mask falls
Revealing revelations to realise reverence of ancients
No matter the deepest jungle
Or even the highest mountain
No matter what vast ocean
Or even the steepest canyon
Four reasons why the wind has stopped blowing
Four reasons the moon is no longer falling
Gathered pain from the nations
Fear turns into fierce
Doom turns into diety
The Link between all of this
Is what was given as a gift
