The Spectrum of Human Emotion Lyrics

Conjure tragic severance

A phantom crossed or malevolent?

Lone bequest: vindictive devotion

Enter the spectrum of human emotion

A genesis

Unravelling of schizorealities

Launching retributive motives into

Rationale's oblivion redux

Antithetical meridian in flux

A genesis

Unravelling of schizorealities

Launching retributive motives into

Rationale's oblivion redux

Antithetical meridian in flux

"To be or not to be?"

An ultimate of relativity

My pursuit of certainty

May feast upon my sanity

Ouroboros feast

In nihilistic mutuality

What shall I unleash

Upon this dance?

I fear reality

The rapt author's pen, an essence reflective

Mirrors the human condition through narrative

This hand of god's dreams and nightmares akin

As their vacancy yet gnaws from within

All lexical paths mould destiny

Timelessness in wild emotion

Immortalized through their reverie

With every shedding memory

Enduring lurid our devotion

Shall lunacy eclipse destiny?

To kill the new decree amidst enmity?

Shall this remedy bring out ecstasy?

Shall a phantom king damnation bring?

Waylaid, crass, and clandestine

I know what vile deeds have befallen

Abhorrent ascension, a parabola

By sin you rise or by virtue fall

But if you can, then fall you will

Cain and Abel, but royalty

I am that hex delivering fate

To taint the meaning of loyalty

Through funerary wedlock disgrace

Foul sin, I am

Vessel and deliverance

Due fate

Volition to sate

Honor thy father's memory

As if he never left us

For here he stands before me

Lone specter: night's conjuring shrewd

Upholding grim conjecture

By his own blood

Slain

Shroud not veracity

To shed a brother's blood so willingly

Crowned through one tragedy

Covetous fratricide auricularly

Have you no dignity?

Slander commitment incestuously

Thy name is frailty

Thy morals lost, twofold matrimony

A pariah born anew

I know what punishment is due

Waylaid, crass, and clandestine

I know what vile deeds have befallen

So good to see you once again

Manic facade, a means to an end

One soul to hell saves one heaven

A method to this game of madness

And coupled with a griever's blackness

May this cloak buy time for me

Mask the scent of a killer to be

Sanguinary plot set in motion

Mastery of human emotion

Two things wicked this way come

Bastille, one ornate yet stark

Thralls to monarchs, knavish fools

Loyal in appearance

Royal adherence rankly abused

Mousetrap solution, medicine potent

Glimpse of conscience to pierce the rodent

Mousetrap solution, medicine potent

Sin and glory of a blood yield's moment

And thinking makes it so

The thousand natural shocks

Must we suffer?

Such is the path we walk

Life grows tougher

Will toil be outweighed?

Best to persist?

Or is the cooler shade

To not exist?

Is to be to suffer?

Time casts strife asunder in

Human emotion's game

Let the emotions play

In hopes that we may

See what conscience brings

The guilt of a king

Just watch how he cowers

Praying sin be scoured

Faithless worshipping

Won't negate thy undoing

Let the emotions play

In hopes that we may

See what conscience brings

The guilt of a king

Just watch how he cowers

Praying sin be scoured

Faithless worshipping

Spare your breath

Hark! The raven sings

Churns organs to rupture

Ventricular clutch

Malice aforethought

Martyrs have been basking in the sin

A blade ambivalent

Yet speaking daggers

Apprehensive negligence

With purpose shattered

Crossfire unto Cain

Bloodied mirror

Is loss to be in vain?

Is ultion nearer?

Can faithful be our mother?

Strife casts lives asunder in

Human emotions

Human emotion's game

Death has come spry in me

Coaxed by one's eulogy

Parabolically descend

Remembrance

Faithlessness

Bitterness

Innocence

Death's bouquet, one frivolous

Make this bouquet so

My thoughts be bloody

Or be nothing worth

Parabolically descend

Death is due, blind eye sees

Coaxed by two eulogies

Poison was the cure

As the goblet fills with gore

Wine of Gods this blood obscures

Let these fluid vices pour

To drown the voices

Of dying, breathing treacheries

Flesh bereft of choices

Through bloodstained lechery

Retribution realized

A melancholic emptiness

Entertaining nothingness

What I am is spawning from

Relics of a time to come

Ciphering philosophy

Swallowing my misery

As it swallows me

In nihilistic mutuality

Curiosity is lost

Never was it worth the cost

Suffering unknowingness

Where either path is meaningless

Dense ephemerality

Wasting my vitality

Feast upon Absurdity

That feasts upon my sanity

How many questions remain unanswered?

Such is the nature of every mortal coil lent

Life as uncertain as death is standard

Parabolic descent to enigmatic end

One and the same, so ends our devotion

To this spectrum of human emotion

Now we die

My curse is sentience

The tragic severance

The crossed phantom

Was never what it seemed, now we die