Masquerade

Tape over me

Like I'm a wedding video on an old VHS

Where once was love, is lost

What once was gold, is dust

Where once was love is now lost

What once was gold has become dust

I hope you choke on my memory

Stuck in your throat

Getting harder to breathe

Where do we go when we're gone?

Is it darkness?

When the body dies, do souls remain for a purpose?

Fuck this sick season

Disease is within reason

I still hear them

They're screaming

Well fed vultures are feeding

Cult of the slaughtered

Ankle braced and monitored

Clan of the megalomaniacal

Plausible and still in denial

You don't know that hell's not here

So pick a god and pray to them

And hope that it might save you

Not all for one

But all for what?

But all for what?

Thrown away, anyway

Far away, but so close

Judgement day, any day

Slow decay - so I can rot all by myself

The carcass machine stuck in the "on" position

Inexorable, despicable

(Nothing)

I leave you with nothing now

(Slow Decay)

So I can rot all by myself

(I am)

The absence of substance

(The Void)

Baby, come sink into me

You don't know that God is real

Follow the light

Into that sinking feeling

Follow the light

Into the darkness

I am the black hole

That swallows you whole

Follow the light

Into the dark

We're all phoning it in

Morality infected

Mortality abandoned

Every virtuous heart rescinded

The world is growing but we extend our hands for high fives

Belly full of knives

Belly full of knives

Belly full of knives

I can't shake this overwhelming feeling

Masquerading until I feel nothing again

Belly full of knives

Belly full of knives

Belly full of knives

Belly full of knives

Belly full of knives

Belly full of knives

Belly full of knives.