Counterfeit illusion

Verse 1

Behold... scrutinize my visage, aye

I pierce the shallow masque you weave

You deem my essence disarrayed

A forfeit vessel left to grieve

Thou must opine me dense, unwise

Obtuse within this clouded mind

While in thy splendor you arise

I mark thy crimson shame aligned... aligned!

Chorus

Thy fabrications gyrate and swerve!

Crushing my spirit, straining each nerve!

Hubris outshouts the verity plain!

Corrupting the sap of my youthful strain!

Post-Chorus

Arrogance veils the genuine terrain

What shadow-dream feeds thy bloated brain?

Verse 2

Thou warp'st reality within thy skull

A counterfeit illusion showcased wide

Thou speak'st as though no gore could dull

The sacred truths you cast aside

Thou blind'st every luminous gaze

With pomposity writ upon thy brow

Thou deem'st thy mind a blinding blaze

While deep in self-disgrace you bow

Chorus

Thy fabrications gyrate and swerve!

Crushing my spirit, straining each nerve!

Hubris outshouts the verity plain!

Corrupting the sap of my youthful strain!

Post-Chorus

Arrogance veils the genuine terrain

What shadow-dream feeds thy bloated brain?

Verse 3

The ramparts press upon thy frame

Thy petty kingdom starts to yield

No recourse left to save thy name

Watch ruin claim thy battleground field

Thou bear'st thy pride like leaden chain

A pestilence gnawing at the core

A noxious draft swallowed in vain

To stem the loss forevermore

Chorus

Thy fabrications gyrate and swerve!

Crushing my spirit, straining each nerve!

Hubris outshouts the verity plain!

Corrupting the sap of my youthful strain!

Post-Chorus

Arrogance veils the genuine terrain

What shadow-dream feeds thy bloated brain?