We wear the mask that grins and lies,
It hides our cheeks and shades our eyes,
This debt we pay to human smile...
With torn and bleeding hearts we smile,
And mouth with myriad subtleties.
Why should the world be overwise,
In counting all our tears and sighs?
Nay, let them only see us, while
We wear the mask.
We smile, but, O great Christ, our cries
To Smiles from tortured souls arise.
We sing, but oh the clay is vile
Beneath our feet, and long the mile;
But let the world fall otherwise,
We wear the mask!