Behind each casting art
Is the image of a man who's torn apart.
You would have never believed me while smiling,
You would have stopped to intrigue when I'm frowning,
You would have helped just to shake it off.
I have no soul
Have no goal
Have no promises
Yet the mask is sealed away!
When the crowd begins to cheer
It's a sign that the end is drawing near.
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