The Shrouded Divine - In Mourning

In the crowd the insane rules

A creation of a falling kind

Preaching lies in suits of truth

But their pride remains unstained

In convoys crawling with cemetery smiles

The creatures in this freakshow are standing in line

No one have to be scared, when no one have to know

Put on your bulletproof mask and step into the light

Nothing can harm you

Nothing ever happens here

Inside this barricade the truth

Is not what it seems to be In this corrupted pyramid

All for the one, the one for no one

The missing pieces in these fractured lives

Black and white pictures of colorfull cries

Running from the real thing

This is the easy path, the way for the weak

I have been painting pain in your tearstained eyes

You are the weakness defined, I, the truth behind

Setting the controls for your obscenity

You are the weakness defined

When awake, when asleep you see only me The shrouded divine

When awake, when asleep you see only me The shrouded divine

I am the marionettemaster

Creator of your conscience

Do not grasp on to the phantom of delight

Drink my wine, I will make you believe

I will give a thread to lead you through

In the crowd the insane rules

A creation of a falling kind

Preaching lies in suits of truth

But their pride remains unstained

In convoys crawling with cemetery smiles

The creatures in this freakshow are standing in line

I have been painting pain in your tearstained eyes

You are the weakness defined, I, the truth behind

Setting the controls for your obscenity

You are the weakness defined

When awake, when asleep you see only me The shrouded divine

When awake, when asleep you see only me The shrouded divine