Colorless Masque

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John Thomason

John William Thomason Jr. (28 February 1893 – 12 March 1944) was a lieutenant colonel in the United States Marine Corps, as well as an author and illustrator of several books and magazine stories. more »

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Ghastly epitome: the 21st century
Got my drink poured
Sealed the gate and barred the door
It's the last party--finality
Escapin' our fatality
No tragedy, no gravity
Could vanquish our depravity
All the women are dressin' in scarlet
All the men are searchin' for a starlet
Seven rooms, bass just booms
Dark out for a new moon
Thunder's bigger, seven figures
Can't see them in the mirror
The way they walk, the never talk
Their eyes movin', they never stop
They drift and loom
No drinks consumed
They move into the second room
The clock chimes out in the hall
Music stops playin' can't hear at all
Drag my feet, take a seat
Something seems incomplete
Seventh room, all alone
All my charms overthrown
Blank faces, evil traces
I think I see leather cases
Blades gleam, distant scream
Vision of a shrieking fiend

Hearts not piteous
Waxed wings of Icarus
Torn from me, shorn from me
Destroying my ability
To grasp and know
Handle, control
Stand up and stop the flow
Of violence, contrivance
Shattered my alliance
No tears drip from the colorless masks
No wine flows from the open casks
Surrounded, hounded
Forsook what I founded
Blinded and confined
By the touch of the tines
Nearby knock
Clicked and locked
My escape has been blocked
No revelry, just devilry 
Hear the wicked reveille
No flesh in their movement
No beauty in their raiment
Ticking clock
Chaff and chalk
Feel the burnin' of the stalk
Outer dark, slowin' heart
Hear the howls and the bark
The room has filled with fog
Turn the page of the catalogue

Thru the rooms I'm still runnin'
Over tables I'm stumblin'
Against the wind
Against my friends
In constant pursuit of sin
Windows shake, bottles break
No other course to take
The needles are pressed against my eyes
These must be the Martian ides
It's all true, can't disprove
Flayed like Bartholomew
Drowned in the crimson tide
Crushed from every side
Trampled underfoot by the beast and the vestal bride
I can hear their echoing voices
Overwhelming all other noises
My legs are spent, clothes are rent
Arm's broken, how it's bent
Muscles cord, flashing sword
My face pressed against the board
No tears drip from the colorless masks
No wine flows from the open casks
No tears drip from the colorless masks
No wine flows from the open casks

There's no face underneath the mask
They must finish their ghoulish tasks
Remember every punch that you threw?
And the friendships you ruined too?
We're gonna bind you, confine you
To the outer dark you've never known
All your charms overthrown
Remember the broken crest?
Remember out the wilderness?
We're gonna bind you, confine you
To the outer dark you've never known
All your charms overthrown
Outer dark you've never known
All your charms overthrown
Outer dark you've never known
All your charms overthrown

"YOU DESERVE IT!"

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