On Parchment - Set the Stage Lyrics

Inconsistent as the industries in which we collude
Ever flippant, ever distant, ever sickly and rude
Never witless, never witness to the twist in the ruse
Let em simplify existence with each sip of the booze
Let em nullify the ache with every gulp of the swill
Then emulsify the rage with every gulp of the pills
Another chucklef*ck is struck by all the mulch from the tiller
Another blunderbuss ruptures until the muscles are still
The back of the house remains unamused
Half of the crowd abstains, unmoved
Cackles are loud, sustained, unapproved
The smack to the mouth the paid mummers choose
I'm backing out now, the pain is coming through
Unraveling out from the name collector spool
The same should be expected of those next to you
Lest the detonators get connected to the maiden fuse
Return to infancy, burning unwilling metronomes
You learn the dignity then you learn to leave it at home
You learn integrity only to lose your self control, net the rolls
Never forget the outstanding debts you owe
My self respect is a healthy check and I'm cashing out
My wealth to them is a pleasure they never heard about
I'm well dependent on measures I never measure out
I'm the Abednego, Nebuchadnezzar burning down
Allow the kingdom to tumble into the frothy swells
Halogen people erupting just like their lofty shells
Fallow become an incubus under a saucy Hell
Hallow be the buggering ministry of the death knell
The next bell you're gonna hear will ring thrice
The next apostle to take an offer and roll the dice
I'll be waiting in the wings until they dim the lights
The stage is set, you made your bets, I face the knife

The edge will raise o'er pages in the script tonight
The devil's rage knoweth day trips as acolytes
The levy breakable like day giving into night
The way it scathe, don't it make you wanna tip the fire water
Backwards over every inch of dry esophagus until your
Altruistic actions justify the thought of just
Calling it off? It's innocuous after all, really
Scoff at the obvious thought of rocketing into guilty conscience
Silt and milky caution tilt to filth and gritty vomit
Stilt the city often. Pity god when still committing fraud
If willing, tipsy fawn gets swiftly hit upon, then
Is it wrong when silk and kitty spawn an ilk of lilting minions?
It's all about the stress and sibilance, isn't it?
Yes, the stimulus slipping into the fistulas of blessing and innocence
Give us restless legs and impetus, yet a direct ambivalence mixes it
Into diffidence. Strictly speaking, it's hard, bruh
So count the quarter notes until the coda swaddles you
Renounce these older folks. The pills in orange bottles, too
Be of the coterie probity taught to toddle through
It's only your cogency, man, nobody owes a drop to you
Skip to the checkmate, Danny got you f*cked up
Tip a pound of flesh, wait and watch it cook and crust up
Shook and trussed up with the two of us, looking up
Glib tongues serenading hollow places up above
They ever solemn, ever flawless, ever calling for truth
Clever, but common, never promising to soften the ruse
Let em punish all existence while they rushing the pews
I pray for nothingness to love me after shuffling through
Another f*ck will chuck the bodies into wood chippers
While the loveless blunder all attempts to look chipper
It piques the wanderlust of anybody worth vigor
The stage set, I placed bets, now pull the trigger