Vanguards of darkness whispering stay
Singing the songs of their wicked ballet
They're trying to keep
Anyone who will sleep
In the haunted houses
They make their home
I tried to warn you of their
Subtle thorns
And now you're laying in your
Bed of bones
You stayed for the
Lies we all believed
Your hollow body now screams
Room temperature achieved
Inconspicuous horns and thorns
Presented in ways that we adorn
By those who look upon us with scorn
Not a hint of remorse forlorn
Existing to consume us
And calling us their consumers
Pushing their grave agendas
The entertaining tumors
Knowing that
Every time we wish and want
We feed the ones who take and lust
And at day's end they're devoid of worth
Their empires will rust
Blinded by the noise
And deafened by the light
I know you're feeling empty
And I know you're not all right
I tried to warn you of their
Subtle thorns
And now you're laying in your
Bed of bones
You stayed for the
Lies we all believed
Your hollow body now screams
Room temperature achieved
Don't fear the mystery
Run from felicity