Without the Mask

By Hamtaro

The arrow was meant for me
How could this be
His blood is all I see
The hero that was he
Thus ended his prophecy
Now he lies beneath this tree

The disguiser so bold
His story untold
His soul in the cold
His intentions as pure as gold
His life over before he was old
His limp body now i hold

Now to all our fears
We shed the tears
With all our peers
The gates for him draw near
For now it is clear
His life we will hold dear

Now I must ask
Why we completed the task
Without the Mask
His grave in the sun will bask
For we completed the task
Without the Mask