[Lyric] Skeletons at the Banquet (Principium)

Walking in a line, they enter quietly
Speaking in their voices hushed and venomous
The banquet hall prepared, the candles and the chairs
A sweet aroma permeates throughout the room

Between the oak wood
Between this sky and earth
A joyous feast have I prepared for you

Greasy fingers, a choir of smacking lips
These lords and princes have all they’d ever need
And yet for all they have, and yet for all thеy’ve earned
No soul among thеm feels the slightest bit fulfilled

Take no time to taste the wine
Skeletons at the banquet
They go through life just like they are
Skeletons at the banquet hall

Dispersing through the night, they leave the hall behind
Their shadows criss and cross upon the cobblestone
Returning to their homes, they take their wives to bed
The hearts within their chests whimper as they moan
Sweaty fingers, a choir of smacking lips
These lords and princes now partake in flesh divine
And yet for all they have, and all who love them so
No soul among them feels the slightest bit of love

Not enough
Their eyes are always looking past what they have in their blessed here and now
Appetite for what they never seem to taste
Losing time
And with your dying breaths
Your selfish heart, it pleads
You wince because you want more