El Empe

One more charlatan goes mute
 Safe in these halls discreetly
 I hold out for the rare when the silence is golden
 Beg to join me here
 Too late
 Too late
 Too late
 Too late
 Too late
 Too late now to be
 Self redeemed for all of these dreams that you've wound tightly
 Remain enthralled as breathing stalls the course of your mind
 And join the line to march in time right back with your flock
 Hollow minds stalk rope-less gallows in turn to idle on immersed
 Where eager eyes and sameness strangles concern and fashion murders worth
 Hey you there on the outside
 You there on the fault line
 Will you save us from emotion?
 Will you save us from the cold tide?
 Fuck you, you fool
 With your hand me down views
 And your Valium counterpoint bullshit excuse
 You wouldn't have a word
 If I hadn't said it first
 So cup your little seed and
 Beg beggar beg
 Beg until you cannot speak
 I hold out for the rare when the silence is golden
 Beg to join me here or stay where you stand there
 To deny all your faults and beg to join me here
 Peace now fools to trace your muse beyond the failing hand