Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Death of a thespian, artist - Themselves. Date of issue: 21.11.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Death of a thespian |
| The sun |
| The sky |
| The music |
| The people |
| The one… |
| They’ve all come for the movement and offer silence |
| Make them stand… |
| The make believe me troubadour |
| And his visceral ties to patronage |
| A flame in the harsh ritual of theater… |
| Scrutinies pierce vulnerable poise oh so helpless… |
| To hide this gasp, the curtains devil crimson eats valor |
| And dazzle of my play acting, mystery stiffens… |
| Embellished my gilded embarrassment… |
| Must i dwindle in the pixie fine light heart of pageant… |
| Decay… decay…decay… |
| Fair self you taunt the plush maternity of legend… |
| It is yours to extinguish… |
| It is yours to endear… |
| Pretend… the night sky |
| The interpretive day |
| Disguise… forced, so devout and rarely felt… |
| Perspective… dripping with a masterless man… |
| Deceptive pleasuring want… so genuine… |
| I’m desire the incredible beggar, warm in and of my costume… |
| We lay and touch legs for flesh pedaling… |
| For tortures of queens and the staffs that make them whole… |
| Appreciate the cruelty is why… |
| Guilt a censor becoming… of broadaxe and blood spray… |
| Wish is choice hollow… obey… |
| Our war is but to entertain |
| You see me close them catch light and… pulse through stone |
| Heave for me and my bosom… your weird prostitute… |
| Hold them deep… capturing breaths… |
| Among a one shall never hunger in the vile of savage bath again… |
| To this i give all to one… to have… |
| My pieces… shrieking stolen… fallen…a flicker in craze… passing away |
| In fulfillment it did roll… and it was shed… |
| Clenched forgiving about its hilt… they |
| The iron life’s work tears still through… |
| Clean through… deadly…drove into the wood block… |
| A gash gathers… the muscle… the bone… the severed… |
| Halts and forms a pool to end in… and it flows… |
| And one tear falls… in the silence they are wide open… |
| Empty and still giving… |