The Red Death Lyric Thrice ILLUSION OF SAFETY

entertain the hope that somehow you'll escape me
weld the bolts and close the
iron gate
drink deeply THE ILLUSION OF YOUR SAFETY,
my how wishful
thoughts inebriate,

masquerade and revel in your opulence.
writhe
unfettered by your stabs at ignorance.
swim through hues and whispered tones
of heresy,
a dozen strokes to run your blood cold enough to
believe
remember me?

you look so surprised to see me here,
with
hells black wings did i overperch these walls,
for stony limits cannot hold
me out,
and now
you
all
DIE


 

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