The face we wear, a facade of deceit
Concealing what lies beneath our feet
A mask to hide the truth we fear
And mask the pain that's always near
Faces that lie, as fate unfolds
Crumbling beneath the weight of old
Scorched by the fire, can't you see?
It's a symphony of tragic glee
......
The face we wear, a facade of deceit
Concealing what lies beneath our feet
A mask to hide the truth we fear
And mask the pain that's always near
Faces that lie, as fate unfolds
Crumbling beneath the weight of old
Scorched by the fire, can't you see?
It's a symphony of tragic glee
......