Symptoms of Life

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

It's done. It's far too late
There's no time for you to fear and hate
Your life was just a ride
Say goodbye to it and face your death with pride

Although you've had eyes, could not see the place
Although you've had ears, could not hear the phrase
Although you've had heart, could not feel the grace
Her inner realm and myth are born in flame



Credits
Writer(s): Reinaldo José
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