Smile held up with strings
Looking at all the pretty things
Someone has removed my

Claiming this destiny
As getting the best of me
I succumb to my shame
Oh am I not to blame?
Here spreading the silence
Pouring out my eyes

The hungry they cry,
"Tear down the gates!"
As they storm the castle
As they burn the palisades
When these masks fall from face
But the beast still remains
Will you still call my name?

These walls of certain doom
These dust-filled empty rooms
This shell of vainglory
You will find the story