For tragic is just a trapped magic
Let's try harder to break the cage
Where it dwells in
Just like the hopes packed
In a coffin
So come all jolly lads
and whimsical princesses
take out your torches under the streetlights
for the lamps have withered out
and nothing can save you
except what you believe in the unseen
so come all jolly ladies
and whimsical princes
dance with the revenant before they vanish
for nothing can be done unless
you succumb to the delusion
and the foul mess you created
for the purpose of self-destruction
So join in morticians and
Men of desolated sorority
Grab out your shovels to dig up the magic
Stolen by the faeries of the day that reside
In the caverns of gloom and doom
Where trickery binds our wrists
And lead us to the dead-end
Painted with magic
And will be painted again for ever more
With our tragic fate of trapped magic
So I say,
“Come, come, jolly lads
And whimsical princesses
Join in, morticians and
Men of desolated sorority
For nothing can be done unless
You have something to hold on in life
In darkness or in light
Visions of hell or heaven
Deluded or disillusioned”
Oct 18, 2014
Oct 18, 2014 at 2:57 AM UTC
For tragic is just a trapped magic
Let's try harder to break the cage
Where it dwells in
Just like the hopes packed
In a coffin
So come all jolly lads
and whimsical princesses
take out your torches under the streetlights
for the lamps have withered out
and nothing can save you
except what you believe in the unseen
so come all jolly ladies
and whimsical princes
dance with the revenant before they vanish
for nothing can be done unless
you succumb to the delusion
and the foul mess you created
for the purpose of self-destruction
So join in morticians and
Men of desolated sorority
Grab out your shovels to dig up the magic
Stolen by the faeries of the day that reside
In the caverns of gloom and doom
Where trickery binds our wrists
And lead us to the dead-end
Painted with magic
And will be painted again for ever more
With our tragic fate of trapped magic
So I say,
“Come, come, jolly lads
And whimsical princesses
Join in, morticians and
Men of desolated sorority
For nothing can be done unless
You have something to hold on in life
In darkness or in light
Visions of hell or heaven
Deluded or disillusioned”
