Sub Rosa
symptoms of life
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Beyond these iron gates
Waits, my audience, for this night's main play
They urge to see my smile
Although my conscience hangs from last night's crimes
Although my eyes burn, I shall face the dance
Although my tears pour, I shall flood the place
Although my heart aches, I shall grant them trance
This greasepaint mask hides more than just my face