Give Them a Show
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Give Them a Show
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Act I: Give Them a Show
From the conceptual EP “THE PROSCENIUM”.
The psychological decay of a puppet master behind the velvet curtain. Six acts of control, madness, and ash.
Music by RUSTGASM.
Lyrics:
The house is cold.
The bells are dead.
Now keep the iron in your head.
Up in the rafters where the daylight dies,
I pull the wire till the wood won't cry.
Three minutes left before the velvet parts,
I hear the panic tearing at my heart.
My fingers bleed against the copper twine,
I teach the broken jaw to speak my line.
They bought a ticket to observe the actor,
I built a phantom just to hide the fracture.
A hollow chest, a painted grin,
Nobody cares what rots within.
I pull the cord, I twist the spine,
Your voice is dead, so borrow mine.
Sing for the gallery, dance on the wire,
Spit out the sawdust, swallow the fire.
Look at the puppets learning to scream,
Tearing the stitches out of the dream.
Sing for the shadows sitting below,
Give them a monster, give them a show!
The spotlights hit me like an iron weight,
A lacquer mask is carved to hide the hate.
A hundred eyes are staring through the black,
Just waiting for the frame to stumble back.
Don't let them hear the friction in the gear,
Don't let the resin smell like human fear.
I pull the strings until my knuckles lock,
The gear is slipping, so we smash the clock.
A hollow chest, a painted grin,
Nobody cares what rots within.
I pull the cord, I twist the spine,
Your voice is dead, so borrow mine.
Sing for the gallery, dance on the wire,
Spit out the sawdust, swallow the fire.
Look at the puppets learning to scream,
Tearing the stitches out of the dream.
Sing for the shadows sitting below,
Give them a monster, give them a show!
Release the cord.
Let fall the hand.
Who pulls the strings?
Who takes the stand?
The stage is rotten, the lines are frayed,
Bow down and look at the god you made!
Sing for the gallery, dance on the wire,
Spit out the sawdust, swallow the fire.
Look at the puppets learning to scream,
Tearing the stitches out of the dream.
Sing for the shadows sitting below,
Give them a monster, give them a show!
Curtain drops.
Keep still.
Give them a show.
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