This Is the Testimony of Us
Without the preamble of you
Or the story of we
This is the reality after the show
The stage after the cast calls
The lines within the gory scenes
The truth after defenses
This is it
This is it?
This vast place of insufficiency
This palace built on inconsistency
Empty talk and woozy promises
Desperate lies and hungry wishes
This pain in the truth
The truth that I too let this charade stand
I said march on to the band
So brethren this is it.
Join me to loathe it
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