So take up your mask child,
let it shine and sing the world's song
concealing pitiful soul beneth.
pine pour creature
let thy venomous thoughts eat at you
so a mask is all that remains.
amuse the masses with your shine
dance and sing their songs
oh frail creature bound behind.
may the shadow of your light,
be your mark to the worlds mocking light















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