Bodiless Concealed

By Parricide

On Accustomed to Illusion

Released on January 1, 1995

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Surrounded by bodiless concealed

Like the word in the empty prison

Hate cannot harm a foe so reticent

Who have no life but this to lead it here

Never word would be the same

So when at times the mob is swayed

To carry praise or blame to far

We may close in ourselves

If you rise from nowhere up to somewhere

From being no one up to being someone

Be sure to keep repeating to yourself

Yo owe it to an arbitrary god

Beware of coming too much to the surface and using for

Apperel what was meant

To be the curtain of the inmost soul

I am to absent - to scare myself with my faces

The loneliness - where no human race is