Phantomime - Intellectual

[Verse 1]

Smooth the cracks and blot the flaws

In blue and black, doll-up the corpse

Dream figurine onto the stage

Grotesque to the test

Paint the paint, sit and watch it set

On a face that will never again see the day

There's horror, horror, horror in your design

Pantomime, pantomime

I can see the strings

And the signs of the thing you've become

I'm starting to feel

That there's really nothing to reveal

Give the lie to your disguise

Cloak the dagger, camera-shy

Covеr up the cover-up and deny

Turn thе lights off to dance

Shield your eyes

Play nice and wash your hands

Of the father, the son and all the rest of the gang

They're monsters, monsters, monsters in your eyes

Pantomime, pantomime

I can see the strings

And the signs of the thing you've become

Nothing to conceal

Nothing that's really that real

Mask your mask and walk the boards

Only hacks should bask in forced applause

Friends pretend watching from the gods

Trash the plastic full of void

Smash the cast and lash all of the toys

With the voice of the angel of the odd

As fear, fear, fear clouds your mind

Pantomime, pantomime

I can see the strings

And the signs of the thing you've become

Pantomime, pantomime