Intro (spoken, calm) Pray, lend me thine ear… For this is most… irregular. ⸻ Hook Pray tell, my brethren, compose thy display Man get aired if thou step this way Most curious how thou speak so brave Then vanish anon when it’s time to engage I must insist, keep chatter restrained Wasteman talk, it’s terribly strained By my word, this ends how I say Cross this line, get sent on thy way ⸻ Verse 1 I must insist, thou proceed with care The tone thou adopt is most foul, most unfair Thou utter my name with a reckless delight Yet pale in my presence, devoid of thy might Quite frankly, I find it a jest to behold These men speak in fire, yet shiver in cold Thou boast of thy deeds in corners concealed Then crumble when truth hath finally revealed By my word, I have walked through the tempest and flame Now stand with composure, yet play not a game I dine with the poised, converse with the wise Yet still keep the steel in the depth of mine eyes Thou testeth thy fate with a perilous grin Not knowing the weight of the state thou art in For I do not shout, nor rage, nor provoke I simply conclude what thou started in smoke ⸻ Hook Pray tell, my brethren, compose thy display Man get aired if thou step this way Most curious how thou speak so brave Then vanish anon when it’s time to engage I must insist, keep chatter restrained Wasteman talk, it’s terribly strained By my word, this ends how I say Cross this line, get sent on thy way ⸻ Verse 2 (more pressure, still calm) Thou wander too near, now mark this decree Such choices, my friend, bear consequence, see I granted thee passage, I offered thee grace Yet still thou return with that look on thy face It’s rather disturbing how little thou learn Thou dance with the flame, then question the burn My brethren, observe how my tone remain still Yet weight of my words bend sharply to will No need for commotion, no raising of tone The end hath been written, the seed hath been sown Quite tragic, indeed, how it cometh to pass That pride is the chain that tightens at last By my word, let it echo through alley and hall There’s levels to standing, thou lacketh them all So carry thyself with some manner of grace Or vanish completely, erased from this place ⸻ Bridge (quiet, almost eerie) Most peculiar… How often they speak… Yet seldom… understand. ⸻ Final Hook (full energy but still controlled) Pray tell, my brethren, compose thy display Man get aired if thou step this way Most curious how thou speak so brave Then vanish anon when it’s time to engage I must insist, keep chatter restrained Wasteman talk, it’s terribly strained By my word, this ends how I say Cross this line, get sent on thy way ⸻ Outro …Do tread carefully.
