Despise The Masquerade

Converted by the legions march
Euphoric thoughts, corrupted disillusions
Spiteful, with flame in hand
The pain will fuel the anger
Never graced by the lie they all live
Conflicts made by the silence of the word.

Flame by words, join the cult
Praise the word, sickening desperation
Controlled emotions, despise the masquerade
Aggregations by the word
Carved out by, aeons long ago
The massacre performed by the masses.

Tattered minds chant the prophecy
Voices rants the insane
Mournful they try to bribe us
As the self-made prophets they are
Deceived as feeble aggressions
Deprived of humanity
An elite force of essence
A struggle for gracious fortune.

Desperate wallowing in self-pity
The rhetoric of the ignorant
Inception of everlasting darkness
A war waged by fear
Give, and you shall be given to
Imminent self-destruction of the aware mind
The plague of the herd
Gathering strength, for the final blow
The utter consequence of denial.