These walls constructed in your image isolate, but if broken will you see through the hate that's been built up, but remains concealed to my thoughts.
I am left here torching cities I built with my hands Soon they'll lay in ruins, forcing me to start again From the dust an arm extends, with digits worn like mine, rid of riches, a sense of self unfolds.
This destruction incites harmony We choke on smoke signals, this fire burns to the bone Retching lungs now bleeding, at least we're where we belong
Are you alive? A thousand pieces reflect the light to mirrors you can't gaze upon What if I forced your hand, that's shackled and bolted by fear, to embrace a fickle world with standards set in stone
Heed this warning Lives spent contemplating those, who judge all but themselves, are torturous
In time these blisters heal, revived by a stranger whose shadow bares wings Creation inspired by a new design being born It's fragile but reinforced by days All previous misconceptions, are in flames, leave them to burn We'll pray for no rain Leave them to burn