Falling down there, all the way
Hiding well, behind your mask
All alone and all is lost
Getting up, a heavy task
You seek and seek for one small aid
Crying tears, those tears of blood
You fight and flee and fight again
Stumbling down, face in the mud
And there a chance, it's all you ask
Getting up, a helping hand
It reaches out for you to hold
Helping out, to make a stand
And there you are, back in the sun
Standing tall, a victor's pride
Your mask now laying in the mud
You are free, no need to hide