Evacuate this subterfuge carousel of a world, prioritize the swift incarnation of your old ragged God, all just heinous check marks on an agenda made of lies.
Spineless shades suffer.
Tyrannical typecast traitor.
Typical if you take the time to catch eyes with it's bold face and bright, colorful eyes, swooning you into a charismatic lullaby.
A bassinet tilting on that branch so high, spewing curses and aged wisdom beyond their time.
Fathers and mothers, even the grand of some sort peel back with disgust.
Redundant repetition of the subtle cues.
No one owes anything to me, him and even you.
Redundant confrontation, oh how slighted we feel?
Street hustler mentality, brass knuckle diplomacy.
Brick by brick we tear down all that we've fought so hard to build up, for no reason but to die as swine... Did I say die? I meant dine...
Accidental misinterpretations of what we desire is no excuse for the fundamental collapse of values.
Soon we'll be the one that is forgotten, torn away like the empires rotting.
Shove to collapse this row of incumbent domino stacking snakes.
Forked tongues, silver with hate for any other view, correction- they hate you.
Daggers to Julius's cries of a better empire and life, perhaps this time the stage is set to counter balance that murderous crime.
It's in your head, but you can't seem to remember when anything had made sense, transparent only works when the smoke is cleared from the air.
Maybe it was fog... Just can't seem to remember...
Brick by brick we will build our walls...
Brick by brick we will build another empire so strong...
Brick by brick their blood will be our mortar.