I warn you here and now
Tell all that you see
Protect your mask dear young ones
There is a collector lurking about.
He hides in the shadows
Waiting for a chance to steal your beautiful mask
He proudly displays them on his antlers
Forever there they will stay
You face will be unmasked
If you are caught unaware
There is no hint to his prescence
Only the slight sound of the tapping of masks on one another
That will be your only clue
He stalks silently through the night
Collecting all he can
When the sun peaks through the clouds
He drifts back to the place from which he came
Stalking you during the day
Taking what he wants by night
I have warned you
Now be carefull of the collector that is lurking about.