We Wear The Mask That Grins And Lies, It Hides Our Cheeks And Shades Our Eyes,-- This Debt We Pay To Human Guile; With Torn And Bleeding Hearts We Smile, And Mouth With Myriad Subtleties. Why Should The World Be Over-Wise, 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 Thee From Tortured Souls Arise. We Sing, But Oh The Clay Is Vile Beneath Our Feet, And Long The Mile; But Let The World Dream Otherwise, We Wear The Mask!