Lyrics
Let me paint you a portrait of a man
Introduction to describing a man
Whose very name would define in times to come all things profane
The man's name will become associated with all things profane
Born unto privilege child of aristocracy,
Born into privilege and aristocracy
So tender the young mind, yet so unclean
The young mind is tender but unclean
His was a heart of darkness that beat within his chest
His heart is dark, leading to criminal acts
Breasting life into the crimes he'd manifest
He brings life to the crimes he manifests
Imp of the perverse on a bloody path he trods
He is an imp of the perverse on a bloody path
Scribe of the unthinkable the marquis de sade
Describing him as the Marquis de Sade, a writer of unthinkable things
Outraging the laws of hate and narcissism
He violates laws of hate and narcissism
That to fight the incubation's but in vain
Fighting against his incubations is in vain
Nature inspires our tastes bizarre
Nature inspires bizarre tastes
She paints them only as they are
Nature depicts things as they are
From the darkest corners of the mind as real
Referring to dark corners of the mind as real
As the morning sun shall rise, just the same
Comparing dark thoughts to the inevitability of the morning sun rising
He wove his written word with threads of flesh throughout
He incorporates flesh into his written word
He promised things so frightening they'll turn you inside out
Promises frightening things that will turn one inside out
When terror's grip has set your soul is set aflame
Terror's grip sets the soul aflame
Behold the architect of pain
Introducing the title "Architect of Pain"
Unearthing fantasies too savage to reveal
Revealing savage fantasies
Twisting your world with visions centuries concealed
Twisting the world with hidden visions
Was he philosopher or was he just insane?
Questioning if he was a philosopher or insane
Behold the architect of pain
Reiterating the title "Architect of Pain"
Each tale black as pitch dressed in the colors of hell
Each story is dark, dressed in hellish colors
Your dreams will fill with the sounding of the knell
Dreams filled with the sound of death
Feel the looming shadow of the hungry guillotine
Feeling the shadow of the guillotine
And you'll be blinded by the blade's fatal gleam
Blinded by the blade's fatal gleam
Outraging the laws of both nature and religion
Violating laws of nature and religion
Subjugation in behalf or her domain
Subjugation in service to nature
Or so he believed with all his hate and narcissism
Believing in the fight against hate and narcissism is in vain
That to fight the inclination's but in vain
Fighting against inclinations is futile
Nature inspires our tastes bizarre
Repeating the idea that nature inspires bizarre tastes
She paints them only as they are
Reiterating that nature depicts things as they are
From the darkest corners of the mind as real
Reiterating the idea of dark thoughts being real
As the morning sun shall rise, just the same
Comparing dark thoughts to the inevitability of the morning sun rising
Nature cannot bind you, you only need to serve unto her
Nature cannot bind, only serve unto her
Harming without stint or cease at the expense of whosoever may be
Harming without limits at the expense of others
Their pain becomes your paradise, your
Pain of others becomes one's paradise
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