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The cloisters of my sanctum
Will no longer be
Empty when my imagination
Catches up with me
My mind, my monastery
Turned upon itself
And all that was once holy
Has become my hell.

Light plays from wavering lamps
Across the face of haggard gloom
Willingly, I trapped myself
In this isolated tomb
The walls of my personality
Closing me in this night
The hands of my time remaining
Dismantle my will to fight

Every devil and hobgoblin
In existence has visited me
They whisper of deeds undone
And what my world could be
My thoughts are a figure that waits
Leering from empty rooms
My fears are gibbering demon mouths
Whispering of my doom

(includes hidden track "The Socialite.")
And so we dance, and as you take my monstrous hands
ask if there's anything behind the paper face
Oh my dear, you know there is no meaning, the truth is so demeaning!
This life's a revel, a rebel carnivale,
so come on closer, take my veins and cut your fill
oh my dear, it doesn't get much better or stay the same forever
And now you know the secrets of our fold
disrobing slowly by the candle's glow
this life is spilling from a crimson glass
what can we hide from you today?

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