THE SCENE

[Verse 1]

You follow your deepest, blank, black heart to find at the scene

Of the crime you killed time to find that it in turn killed you

Remember that over-zealous sermon about being free?

Then the traitor left and committed religious l’appel du vide

[Chorus]

Who are you to say goodbye?

Who are you to tell me to die?

Heresy is holding for me

You’ve locked yourself up and swallowed the key

[Verse 2]

Remember that hypocrite who walked the road by the sea?

The sun looked down on him with a blood-red, blinking stare

The feathers that stood up straight adorning his destiny

Choked him three times more than he thought that he could dare

[Chorus]

Who are you to say goodbye?

Who are you to tell me to die?

Heresy is holding me

I’ve locked myself up and swallowed the key

[Rap]

Recall the rebel?

Recall the riot?

Recall the skeptics who thought they could try it?

Visions were fueled

Delusion - that ruled

Fictitious fantasies desperately dueled

The conjectural cure - that gentle emetic

Hallucinogenic, prophetic, kinetic

Honestly, I’m not condemning

I’m only confessing

The coup d’état

Coup d’grâce

Tell what you think you saw

Manifest all your infractions to me because

Lying is forgery

Penance is Steep

I’m not trying to be the conniving redeemer

But I’m just a sleeper, a dreamer, a schemer

This isn’t real life, these are just fever dreams

Something familiar, insulting it seems

All I’m hearing are stories of God, monsters, and men

But all I want is the beginning again!

[Chorus]

Who are you to say goodbye?

Who are you to tell me to die?

Apostasy is holding me

I’ve locked myself up and swallowed the key

Verse 3 -

Remember that murderer who killed the light by his hand

The day descended with the night into folie à deux

Romanticized agony and passion lay in the sand

The seizure of volition scorned him until the floor fell through

Chorus -

Who are you to say goodbye?

Who are you to tell me to die?

Apostasy is holding me

I’ve locked myself up but you’ve set me free…