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“Of Descent, Decline, Distress, Disgrace”

The grand delusion of faith eludes me every day
Down and out forever and it infinitely strays
Through space and time, the lost design,
So grand is what we’re told
But faith and love aren’t bought or sold
Just lent ‘till we resign

Books with words, we fill and cover up the space
Filler’s used to filter out the waste
Of descent, decline, distress, disgrace
Instantly assigned until we recognize the face
Painted is the mask through eons beyond time
So beyond our understanding, far beyond our minds

Your head, beyond the grave, is wasting precious time
Drowning out the new wave to bring us to the old ways
Still we’re ill at ease, sick with our disease,
Evolution cannot see
The dissent and struggling
Described by all these things

Books with words, we fill and cover up the space
Filler’s used to filter out the waste
Of descent, decline, distress, disgrace
Instantly assigned until we recognize the face
Painted is the mask through eons beyond time
So beyond our understanding, far beyond our minds

Life is incomplete, repeat our past mistakes
When we’re in defeat, we have not what it takes
To hold our own, but overthrown
The black and empty space
Holds secrets to our race
That we never thought we’d see,
But in light of our worst luck
We see where it was struck

Books with words, we fill and cover up the space
Filler’s used to filter out the waste
Of descent, decline, distress, disgrace
Instantly assigned until we recognize the face
Painted is the mask through eons beyond time
So beyond our understanding, far beyond our minds

One more minute is all it’s gonna take
To walk down this street to find what’s in between
It’s all there for us to see every single day
Misshapen clouds, small dirty town flooded with rain

We see it all
When we fall
The way the leaves
Fall from the trees

Down! Down, down ,down! Down it goes!
Into the pit, we can’t see anything
Where we roam, we’re all home (right now)
Beneath the things we never saw

Five days late and far too short on rent
And so we sit away from this, it’s meaningless
Empty glass now full of air, it’s all I breathe
I spilled change and it fell into the streets

We chase it all
Avoid this call
Depending on
If we respond

Down! Down, down ,down! Down it goes!
Into the pit, we can’t see anything
Where we roam, we’re all home (right now)
Beneath the things we never saw