The greatest illusionist of all time.
This is the end of an era.
What a god damn shame they became.
Eyes glazed over and hysterical.
Like a moth to a flame, they die with a smile.

When you fight for something you can't see, how can you believe?
Tear out every remaining organ that has a beat.

The indifferent have no voice. Let us be your ventriloquist.
The beloved, the devoted, the never ending force of the quiet.

Is this really so controversial?
Don't be so hypocritical.
Hung by our necks, we're suspended in disbelief.
We'll keep our sway until judgement day.

When you fight for something you can't see, how can you believe?
Tear out every remaining organ that has a beat.

The indifferent have no voice. Let us be your ventriloquist.
The beloved, the devoted, the never ending force of the quiet.

The art of the illusionist,
Oh, what a pretty picture you are painting.

The indifferent have no voice. Let us be your ventriloquist.
The beloved, the devoted, the never ending force of the quiet.


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