Proteus Syndrome Lyrics

Garnish the looks today
Heigh ho, how many horns we got
to riddle foul dismay?

Sharpen the trait to cut the show
these are my dimensions
craned past beliefs

Gore in together
aside my ordinary life
thrilling the safeguard
for the straightforward mind

Gore in together
aside my ordinary life (rumbling)
the pits of temper
are grinning through my skin

Heigh ho, the horned one (and the kindred rattling)
Tear down this play
Fathom now
all audience
Attires grow by one's will
not for the awe

Entrails of storyline are deep
unaided incisions alter
progress persistently

This phase formation's
embodiment of bare
jump off into grandstand
partake in fringe

Manuscript
grips and tears
directors been decapitated
and dressed as a saint

So lean back against
austerity giving rise to lust
watch and be heard

Consensus oscillates unwittingly
consensus leads into lewd resonance
lean back against the horny epilogue

Never ever no more
no mask no work no play
lean back
savor from yourself