I'll die without my mask
For Death is Life's theatre:
A veilless oriental girl
Lost in time's escapeless drifts. [ Lyrics from: http://www.lyricsmode.com/lyrics/c/canaan/roomaskin.html ]
Crushed world's blood
Wet the closed doors of Eden,
Upward waterfalls into
Closed mental spaces.
Where's my Heaven ?
Roomaskin, snakeskin, frames in Oblivion.
