[Lyric] The Alternate Missed (Frozen Factory)

Up to him
Down to you
He swears interaction
Can’t threaten his view
He speaks in earnest of what cannot be known
And bleats unabashed of his heart’s missing tomes
For he is the actor and he is his audience
Stood at odds, stood at ease, stood by insidious ordinance
And once his head’s spun with truth and fiction
The wise lament lest they ignore his final diction
And languish their judgement or vanquish indeed
His theatre has vanished and with it his heed
And we all miss the man that he could have been