May Featured Song - Masquerade of the Macabre
Our Myspace featured song for the month of May is Masquerade of the Macabre. It is probably our song most likely to get stuck in your head. So, I guess that's our "radio friendly" tune if we have such a thing. It is also the only song on Geoparasitism that the lyrics were not written by Brannon. Brannon did however add the two line refrains that end the verses throughout the song as well as come up with the title. The rest however was written by Kim. While this may be as close as to radio friendly as we get there is one notable mutation. The choruses are instrumental only. Let the dance begin...
Masquerade of the Macabre
I think I'll begin where the end has no name
I think I will write what you cannot say
To be lost for words in a world of doubt
Silence speaks volumes
Just because you hear doesn't mean you listen
Just because speek doesn't mean you know
The truth always lies in between all the lines
You are not your own Your being played
Dancin' on a string in the Masquerade of the Macabre
It will never be farther than where it dwells
Not quite Heaven but almost Hell
Their thoughts will remain forever unknown
Because madness makes a house a home
Give them all a piece of your mind
And they will take it all just to leave you blind
But never loose yourself or let your spirit fade
Never be a prop in the Masquerade of the Macabre
Then someone came and stole their land
Only to return it with blood on their hands
Blood will spill for the need of oil
Will the Earth start to shake and the waters boil
Man will become the dinosaur just to quinch his need for more, more, more
Is it not for you do you feel betrayed?
Walk away from the Masquerade of the Macabre
Masquerade of the Macabre
I think I'll begin where the end has no name
I think I will write what you cannot say
To be lost for words in a world of doubt
Silence speaks volumes
Just because you hear doesn't mean you listen
Just because speek doesn't mean you know
The truth always lies in between all the lines
You are not your own Your being played
Dancin' on a string in the Masquerade of the Macabre
It will never be farther than where it dwells
Not quite Heaven but almost Hell
Their thoughts will remain forever unknown
Because madness makes a house a home
Give them all a piece of your mind
And they will take it all just to leave you blind
But never loose yourself or let your spirit fade
Never be a prop in the Masquerade of the Macabre
Then someone came and stole their land
Only to return it with blood on their hands
Blood will spill for the need of oil
Will the Earth start to shake and the waters boil
Man will become the dinosaur just to quinch his need for more, more, more
Is it not for you do you feel betrayed?
Walk away from the Masquerade of the Macabre

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