Themselves - Death of a Thespian lyrics

[Themselves - Death of a Thespian lyrics]

The sun the sky
The music the people
The one

They've all come for the
Movement and offer silence make them stand

The make believe me troubadour
And his visceral ties to patronage
A flame in the harsh ritual of theater
Scrutinies pierce vulnerable poise
Oh so helpless to hide this gasp
The curtains devil crimson eats valor
And dazzle of my play acting
Mystery stiffens
Embellished my gilded embarrassment
Must i dwindle in the pixie
Fine light heart of pageant

Decaydecaydecay fair self you taunt the
Plush maternity of legend


It is yours to extinguish
It is yours to endear

Pretendthe night sky the interpretive day
Disguiseforced, so devout and rarely felt
Perspectivedripping with a masterless man

Deceptive pleasuring wantso genuine
I'm desire the incredible beggar
Warm in and of my costume
We lay and touch legs for flesh pedaling
For tortures of queens and the
Staffs that make them whole
Appreciate the cruelty is why
Guilt a censor becomingof broadaxe
And blood spray wish is choice hollowobey
Our war is but to entertain
You see me close them catch
Light andpulse through stone
Heave for me and my
Bosomyour weird prostitute
Hold them deepcapturing breaths
Among a one shall never hunger in
The vile of savage bath again
To this i give all to oneto have

My piecesshrieking stolenfallena flicker
In crazepassing away

In fulfillment it did rolland it was shed
Clenched forgiving about it's hiltthey
The iron life's work tears still through
Clean throughdeadlydrove into the wood block
A gash gathersthe musclethe bonethe severed
Halts and forms a pool to end inand it flows
And one tear fallsin the silence
They are wide open empty and still giving

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