[Lyric] My Death Was a Banquet (Gloves Off)

"You're a beast," that's what she said
As she tears apart all the joy inside your head
Nothing is safe, nothing is sacred
Every squint and glance consumed with hatred

Your audience has become your juror
You wear a mask for safety, not humor

My death was a banquet
Where every heart revealed itself

I taste the fear of aging
I loathe the heart of lovers
I slip further into the nightlife

"You're a beast," that's what she said
As she tears apart all the joy inside your head
Nothing is safe, nothing is sacred
Every squint and glance consumed with hatred

The fire within you, soft silken embers
Loves tragedy in which no one remembers
Science and patience, the torment is sure
How many hands tried to tame this beast?
Soft skin, eyes
Teeth trained to feast
On my own innocence
On my own arrogance
Now all desire has gone
It has made my life its own

A thousand dreams within me
Softly burn