Dungeon of Fear and Desire

In the dungeon of faceless phantasms one can only unleash their deepest fantasies. So what would you trade in for a nameless face, for a faceless kiss and for a moment of bliss? Take me as I am, covered in white and leather, let’s pretend the games we play don’t matter. Looney but without the tunes, Faceless but without excuse, Innocent but not without a clue, I define my own version of truth.