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MASQUERADE OF SILENCE LYRICS
"Reaching through Death's Veil" (2007)
1. Revanant
2. Extinguishing of the Divine Fire
3. Shadows Beneath The Veil
4. The Cold Masquerade Set Upon The Stage That Is Life
5. Born a Cannibal
6. Plague of Undeath
7. unAcceptance
8. Dusk Falls On The Twilight Plane [Instrumental]
9. Summoning The Black Silence
1. Revanant
Revenant
Spirit vengeance
Slayer of the Soul
Keeper of Secrets
Dealer of Death
Revenant
Reaper of Hope
Sealer of Fate
Summoner of Demise
Incarnate
As the sleeper sows the seeds
As the reaper holds his shining scythe
We unfold our past horrors
Learning to embrace our demise
We become the Blackened Soul
We become the dark host
As we summon the spirit of Revenant
We become the Dark Aura of Revenant
*Steve Solo*
Revenant
All that is lost
All that will be torn
All that will be Forlorn
*Gab Solo*
When faced with our greatest enemy
Our greatest doubts
Our greatest fears
We become the Spirit
The shade
We become all that has been forbade
2. Extinguishing of the Divine Fire
Forsaken by the one
Who breathed life into his being
The spark of divine fire
Was now replaced with bitter lament
Bound by hate, that which he survives
Shattered by fate, that which he denies
Cursed by the gods, that which he reminds
He’s theirs, and cursed he remains
It coursed through his veins, possessed him
Shooting stars in him were ashes
While he’s life shattered he still lives
He clings on to the torn carapace of life
Shattered life, but now, still a void
Broken. Extinguished. Dishonoured. Destroyed.
*Steve Solo*
Defy them he has, and defy them he will
Hatred consumes in its fire
Yet, when all else fails
Serves as only method and will
*Gab Solo*
3. Shadows Beneath The Veil
My head is aglow with whispers
Quietly nagging, caressing, chastising
Shadows that flit in and out of consciousness
That await that one moment of weakness
The Shadows Converge
With whispers they are no longer
As one they become
A tide of pain, rage, despair
Roaring with ferocity of a thousand voices
As they tear a hole in my (head)
Everything ceases to exist, but that one voice, one cry
Building into a crescendo of agony
Everything dies
What am I to do?
(What am I) to feel?
How am I to address this void?
To project the pain unto you
To have my hate become your hate
To have my fear spark your fear
To have my agony become one with yours
*Steve Solo*
*Gab Solo*
4. The Cold Masquerade Set Upon The Stage That Is Life
We are but players in the stage of life
Each to his own brand of act
Partitioning each other in various forms
Of debauchery
We put on masks which shield our true natures
Gaze into the eyes, for they are all that is real
Gaze into the windows of the soul
For they alone can reveal
Reap the spirit that hides behind the veil
The part it plays has become
Too much a reality, as such
Its true essence is lost
The true beauty inherent in a soul becomes remiss
Subject to the role that it plays in our constructed illusion
That illusion which has become a reality
That reality which fades away
Once again into a whisper
A whisper, which becomes one with the sea of white noise
Which rises and falls to the pulse of life
Which builds and rebuilds
Becomes real and illusory
As it builds to a wailing symphony
Which is but cut short
As the fountain of life dries
And submits to the cold redress
Of death
Surely, but slowly the wounded man’s sorrows
Becomes his greatest comfort
*Steve Solo*
His only world, our lives turn to
A series of unfulfilled tragedies
As the attachment to an injured condition
Grows ever stronger, as life’s flame begins to burn out
A crystal eye
A scarlet sun
A passing day
A processing life
The sun begins to set
As its crimson rays signify the end to all who watch on…
Some in joy, some in sorrow, some in neutrality
How we can long for a true end?
Or for a new beginning?
*Gab Solo*
5. Born a Cannibal
Eating all inside me
Feasting on and dining
Its fecal waste containing
Something that is growing
External pores start leaking
High blood pressure rising
Turbid Mucus
Obstructing heart
Liver Fire Blazing
Congealed heart blood
Mucus Dampness
Feeling wiry, soggy
It thirsts but no desire to drink
Or vomit after drinking
Acute onset
Heating. Numbing. Boiling.
Stretching Open
Heating. Numbing. Boiling.
My Belly Button
It crawls out of the corpse
Without a sign of fear
Kill it before
Its eyes shun all remorse
Grinding on mother’s ear
It is too late
Red, red raw, red rare meat
Haunting the human beings
Red, red raw, red rare breed
Walking among the free
Red, red raw, red rare meat
It haunts the human beings
Red, red raw, red rare breed
It walks among the free
*Steve Solo*
To be forced alone with the darkness
Born as a cannibal, is it really its fault?
Guilt played upon survival
Its desire to breathe can only lead to sympathy
*Gab Solo*
*Steve Solo*
6. Plague of Undeath
They walked down nothing
Mimicking the one (they) called God
Bowing down to some retard
Which he eventually was found to be
A thousand of them died
Just because he wasn’t self obliged
Nothing was what he was in knee deep
Retreating was (not) meant to be
Guards, ready the block of slaughter
Let the parasites on his entrails
Devour all that’s dilapate
For the punishment, the time is now
*Steve Solo*
*Gab Solo*
A thousand of them died
Just because he wasn’t self obliged
Nothing was what he was in knee deep
But now their guns are lined
Guards, ready the block of slaughter
Let the parasites on his entrails
Devour all that’s dilapate
The dead shall seize thy soul
7. unAcceptance
Killed in the battle at dawn
Pain upon the rising sun
Accepting death, not by choice
Gasping, Gasping, Slowly Fading
Freed from the sins he had caused
One too many, God must’ve thought
The hooded man, no where to be seen
Looking down on his goremented spleen
There is no mercy for him
He’s just a fool, mazed and dazed
No sign of mercy for him
He’s just a fool
*Steve Solo*
Spirits all follow the light
But dark clouds vastly growing at sight
The angels all laugh on by
Fading, fading into the night
Into the night
Forced into the darkness
Screaming for forgiveness
Grieving about the past
If only he could’ve last
Forced into the darkness
Screaming for forgiveness
Tearing through his synopsis
Regretting
Learned
unAcceptance
8. Dusk Falls On The Twilight Plane [Instrumental]
9. Summoning The Black Silence
A tortured cry sears the air
Unbeknownst to those so ignorant
So unaware of the spectacle
A blaring siren of pain…
I can not stop it from screaming
Its wails are endless
It calls on
In solitude I must seek refuge.
Summon the Call
Let a dark stillness fall
A tranquil wall of shadows
All will be consumed in silence
All will feel
All will reel
At the foothold
Of the endless void
In speculative coercion we deal
Lambasting our sorrows
Holding them up for all to see
*Gab Solo*
*Steve Solo*
Only through the black tranquil
Curtain can we drown out
The call, which would otherwise encompass all
Let it be still
Summon the Call
Let a dark stillness fall
A tranquil wall of shadows
All will be consumed in silence
All will feel
All will reel
At the foothold
Of the endless void
Is your condition so hard to bear?
We spend our lives trapped
Reliving past trials
With undying vigour
Soon the source of greatest suffering
Becomes our opium
It turns to all one can know
All one can behold
Turns into something more real than reality itself
*Gab Solo*
*Steve Solo*
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