Faultlines

We can meet with the menagerie
Forgetters to be safe and free
Cease to remember this mortal coil
In a slow burn down the primrose path
Mirage before the aftermath
Illusion silver-lined by old headstones

I should pardon them the call
Save them from their fall
The accidents around me, imminent
I could place myself in isolation
Spare them of the implication
So many around us end up dead

This dark menagerie
This dark menagerie
This dark menagerie is mine
Let´s burn it down tonight
This dark menagerie
This dark menagerie
This dark menagerie is mine
I´ll wear it out tonight