Effigy from Storm Patterns by M.I.S.

Masquerade the masses
Incinerate the spirit
Harvest whats left of the carcass
Domesticate
Deadly creature

Set a convincing trap
That mimicks our free will
The foul ventriloquists
Craft will always
Somehow prevail

Incise my eyes
Chip away bone
Into amarionette
Comatose

This is who we’re
Molded to be
From rotten deadwood
Rose an effigy

Coerced into beliefs Manipulates our lives
The hollow hallows await To consume on
Your feeble mind

Carved into something else
To amuse the settlers
Just for a seconds gaze
Condemned to
Dormant tombstone

Incise my eyes
Chip away bone
Into amarionette
Comatose

This is who we’re
Molded to be
From rotten deadwood
Rose an effigy

Resist the urge to
Completely submerge
Into obscurity

Resist the urge to
Completely submerge
A strayed identity


We are all but casts
Remnants of the past
Now all serve as masts
Of an…

We are all but casts
Remnants of the past
Now all serve as masts
Of an effigy

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