That face from my dream I cannot recall.
That face, so hard and stern.
It frightened me so much.
That of a demon,
The stare was piercing my soul as I looked.
I looked harder trying to figure out when I had seen that face.
I choked back my cry when I figured out whom that face was.
The memory came back to me.
The memory came and hit me like a rock,
As I remembered that face,
Oh, that demon face was me!
