Destiny's Fool

So tell me what you see
Do you see anguish or see ecstasy?
It's worrying, what you might find of me without the poetry
To save my face, to save my skin
It's so delicate, ah

Ripped limb from limb
Turned from soil into stone
No more shall I be held in this prison of song

Sewn from void to form
This mask at old home
It is infinite, it is destiny's fool

A fool am I
A fool have I been

So tell me what you see
Do you see a pilgrim or a human being?
Or just another dancing monkey
Whose songs you want to sing?

So tell me what you think
What you think my reasoning to be
As to why my ego runs so unrestrained
And rampant in my verse for all to see

Oh, what have I to gain?
I've grown so tired of these games
My humanity, I'll reclaim in the end
If I just let it be

So tell me what you'd feel if I reclaimed my being
Would you feel joy or feel pain if this were all to cease?
Just as easily, this story could be you or me
We all travel universally in poetry and art
Born from our fears and from our mystery

Oh, what have I to gain from writing of my pain
When just as well I could write from happiness?
Oh, what have I to gain, when here I am again
Pouring my shadow into song?
It's been all too fucking long
Since I wrote for simplicity's sake

So tell me what you feel, my friend
Tell me how you ache
Tell me all the same what you think this could mean
But know it's going to end

A fool am I
A fool have I been

No more, no more