Decoration of Nothin'

We desire a fairer world
Where beauty's rose might wilt and fall
The end of days will come to pass
His tender air, the memory
Married to his own bright eyes
They feed the flame, dowsed with fuel
Make a famine where abundance lies
He is a foe, himself too cruel
Look out through the flame
You'll only see a world at end
But are they going to let it fall
With scream nor shout, slip into black
You reach out, but who's to blame?
Hold their hands up for wrath and fame
But are they going to let the mask slip?
A decoration of nothing
And when the winter takes the grave
And digs holes through beauty's fields
A tattered world of small worth held
We cannot answer where the beauty lies
And when I look into your sunken eyes
I see the death, all eating shame
Rise from old to be made new
Feel the warm blood in the cold
Look out through the flame
You'll only see a world at end
But are they going to let it fall
With scream nor shout, slip into black
You reach out, but who's to blame?
Hold their hands up for wrath and fame
But are they going to let the mask slip?
A decoration of nothing
Look out through the flame
You'll only see a world at end
But are they going to let it fall
With scream nor shout, slip into black
You reach out, but who's to blame?
Hold their hands up for wrath and fame
But are they going to let the mask slip?
A decoration of nothing
Look out through the flame
You'll only see a world at end
But are they going to let it fall
With scream nor shout, slip into black
You reach out, but who's to blame?
Hold their hands up for wrath and fame
But are they going to let the mask slip?
A decoration of nothing