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disciples of the masquerade – the concept of dread lyrics

the concept of dread

verse 1:

travelling without time
o what a way to live
dreaming out of crime
o what a way to give

verse 2:

renowned for being known as
“the house of names”
endowed, with invisible eyes
never shown, unto alas. and their stronger
than you know, piercing right through the flow
holding all up in the light
showing you, your true colours deep within –
“the house of shames”

verse 3:

and then, option rears it’s ugly head
then tempted am i to choose
the road less travelled by
screaming with the rhyme
has been in rule, for way too long
for too much in time
waxing lyrical, dripping from my mind
unto my hand and it never, seems to stop me still

chorus:

the concept of dread
never far from what should be fed
never near to what could be said
the concept of dread

verse 4:

now, i’m not one for holding grudges
but it’s easy, to become your own best hypocrite
and whoever says their devout in heart and pure in spirit
only ever harm themselves, and no one other
for what’s the point in having a mind, if you were made to worship?
indifference if you were only shown to be framed
and you look through the pane with open eyes
and still don’t realize, the truth is to be blind

verse 5:

message taken in, and it’s understood
from a “book of b-n-l” i once read
interpretation differs, along with repetitive revelations
and they’re all saying, the exact same thing
suppose i should say, it’s all horses for different courses
hinting with difficult words and smiling diction
the friction of all men, so relation betwixts them to ponder
all and nothing, and something in all of earth, sky, and infinity

verse 6:

transcience with it’s trickery then tossed me aside
no beating around the bush, so very matter of fact
moral reaction of a mere mortal, surprising it is
for shocking you into slumber, o count the numbers down
multitudinous nails of restraint, maybe there’s no rest for the good
and all you could imagine for the wicked, based on what i’ve seen so far
looks like i can’t move, move up and away, the catalyst i should call on
to stimulate my brain, o to give me the might, the muster, to rise on up
from this bed of finest silk, and rosy white, dark deception of apparent

chorus (repeat):

the concept of dread
never far from what should be fed
never near to what could be said
the concept of dread

verse 7:

and then, enigma wrapped inside another
came over the brow, with a searching in it’s eyes
quick to invade the self’s privacy
your one and only sanctuary
already has it raded o’er the walls
that are higher as heaven itself
and as deep as h-ll, in it’s health
into the esplanade, another battleground
where no sound is deaf

verse 8:

mastering without pride
o what a way to enroll
dictating without spite
o what a way to control

bridge 1:

then, and only then did –

verse 9:

twice i glanced upon
riders of the gulf, cursing to all that begat
between want and need
within the tranquil citadel of introspect

chorus (repeat):

the concept of dread
never far from what should be fed
never near to what could be said
the concept of dread

verse 10:

renowned for being shown as
“the consul of corruption”
enthroned with divisible truths and aims
and their weaker than you knew
leering right over the soul
holding all up in the dark
showing you their false stars, deep without
“the house of hence”

verse 11:

message given out, and it foretells the flood
from a “book of beasts” i once read
institutions differ with hierarchical repetition
and their all preaching the opposite-sane thing
hinting with lofty letters and talking money
so, should the sweet honey of reprobation make them walk?
the pedantry-precision of man, relative to sin, sense, and the gleamless
o nothing that is existent, and nothing that is dependent, means nothing at all –

bridge 2:

without –

chorus (repeat):

the concept of dread
never far from what should be fed
never near to what could be said
the concept of dread

verse 12:

conception of address
conception of confess
conception of consequence
conception of thoughtlessness

bridge 3:

is the total sum of all –

the concept of dread

- disciples of the masquerade lyrics

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