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The Existential Gentlemen
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Lament of the Visionary
Instrumental I'm empirical, metaphysical Quite distressed at the dubious nature of Proletariat, Judas Iscariot Infernality
And I'm always amazed at the commoner's innate ability To accept without question the constant oppression From quarters that claim to be ever on their side Like my fathers before me I Stumble through focused aggression To no uncertain end
Lay the pall over osseous matter and deliver the crown carried by the crone blessed by blood and writ in stone
My people, unequal Giving credence to lies meted out by the fly In a mummer's disguise.
The shadows that sweep from the feet of the polyphemes Devour all
Of the light that's emitted from dwindling holds of contention And the ashes of heroes that scatter the alleys Are all but forgotten and always I'm afraid That the efforts of many are Turned by the means of the few And morally suspect.
Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com In the gutter runs the blood of the masses By the abattoirs guilded in amethyst I alone know what horrors await you And the end of all is Fear, furher, famine, malice, unending woe.
Now the flag has flown Blessed by blood and what you've sown.
All meager in meter Pass by with eyes to the sky Set sail crooning 'life is an illusion' While the angels that keep you are weeping inside.
The withering silence that Screams through the firmament Is nothing And no one lives
To the end of his days without learning the truth about ruin It's the sense of an on-coming train That you thought you caught so many years ago I pray That the lines on my face don't expose with unsettling candor That nothing's what it seems.
I'm the enemy, Mephistopheles Architect of society's dreams and I've Lost the will to keep you safe from harm Thy will be done
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