Roomaskin Lyrics - Canaan

I'll die without my mask 

for Death is Life's theatre: 

a veilless oriental girl 

lost in time's escapeless drifts. 

Crushed world's blood 

Wet the closed doors of Eden, 

upward waterfalls into 

closed mental spaces. 

Where's my Heaven ? 

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