Concealing Fate (Full)

After careful thought and putting the lyrics all together I've derived one uniting concept. A man is dying from a long drug addiction and how someone (a loved one) stood by him and tried to help him. This "book" might be the "12 steps" taken to recover from alcohol addiction. This is so open to interpretation and I just love it

I'm not sure why it says instrumental. I have been trying to edit it to get it to show, but it won't allow me.

[I. Acceptance]

Now show your hands You have no right to complicate Now show your hands You have no right to complicate

You put to me in your defense A circumstance in evidence That’s what you said To me it seems you advertised

It’s your chosen last book Gave you everything, All you need to make your decision Keep these wounds open for you Now they’re closing Scars remind me every moment

Revolve alone Revolve alone

All I said I meant it Confused by the mire We stride relentlessly All I said I meant it

Now show your hands You have no right to complicate Now show your hands You have no right to complicate

Revolve alone become defenseless

All I ever said Before the moment Twisting words inside my head All I ever said Take back everything, all I wanted All I ever needed was here

[II. Deception]

So my demons your time has come

You will find me lay here You and I both entwined How refined an encounter You ignite within my mind With one desire When it falls into place Rush of fear takes over Suddenly you succumb to impatience and surrender

So my demons your time has come

Well I swear we are in limited landscapes Well I swear the tide swallows me You're in denial

[III. The Impossible]

Don’t you know how you’re feeling?

Breathe in, Reach out The ocean swells, The ocean keeps me safe

Don’t you know how to keep, keep me safe? Disgrace Is this how you plan on treating yourself?

Breathe in, Reach out The ocean swells, The ocean keeps me safe

You’re in denial Don’t you know how you’re feeling? Don’t you know how you’re feeling? Don’t you think it’s been long enough? Don’t you know how you’re feeling? You’re in denial Don’t you think it’s been long enough?

Open your mind before The impossible consumes us all So many people Don’t close your eyes

[IV. Perfection]

Give me just one moment Through the eyes of the one in A picture perfect moment In the life of the one who is Something better, More than anything I will ever be Give me just one second Just to touch what I'll never own Let me count those feelings Of love that I will never share Show me your compassion In the dark of this world

I would give it all For one taste of it Of everything I would give it all To become you Well I finally found out That this world, This whole worlds a lie And I'll try I would give it all to become you

[V. Epiphany]

(Instrumental)

[VI. Origin]

I became so sick of it all The feelings we found and the time that we shared The passion compared is no less divine In my mind are the swells that encompass the pain And the vision of her, oh, the feelings of pain And the memories that were now are gone

Why should it have to end this way? Will they all just turn and forget us? There’s only one thing left to find, look around And when my light is lost and spent Turn the pages

It’s your chosen last book Gave you everything, All you need to make your decision Keep these wounds open for you Now they’re closing Scars remind me every moment

We’d had enough of satisfying lust And our intentions were so pure and innocent

Pay the fool with life and he will find a way Play the fool

Wish that you had never begun this endeavor Now light is gone And around and around and around Wish that you had never begun this endeavor Now light is gone Wish that you had never...

I think this whole part is about a person who has lost the one they love. It completely devastates them and is incapable to go on with their life. Unable to overcome they decide the only thing left if suicide. Acceptance is when they made their final choice looking over a photo book at what they had. Deception and The Impossible is the wrestling with depression. Origin is wishing they could be the person that would have been. Origin is them remember whom was lost.