A door in your way, with a lock on the knob.

There must be a key from whom you must rob.

Making stairs from boxes, climbing a chain like a vine.

Use a pot like a pipe, or just walk in a straight line.

No matter what you must do, you find the same sight.

A key, a mask, and not one opponent to fight.

Well, who cares, you have what you need.

You grab it, and suddenly realize your greed.

A key, a mask, but no one to battle.

What is it that makes you wish to suddenly ski-daddle?

You look in fright at the mask in the wall.

He fights for the key like a short Koopa with no ball.

He begins to shake, and you know you must pay.

Draw a weapon if you must, but this foe you can't slay.

Fight, or run, either way you shall fall.

Because you're being chased by the mask in the wall.

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