Confuseddd
Well-known member
and look at all people
seeing only the reflection of flaws,
drawing conclusions like artwork the paint has dried
the memorys have survived and the perseptions will thrive.
The cycle grows, perpetuating the motion and feeding off malice
build a wall to guard the crumbling temple
Curse the skys to rain in your shelter, there will be no new settlers
lock the gate and never leave, this place you call a sanctuary
this place made to protect you from all things, for you are wary.
Day after day this haven is craved
day turns to month and day turns to night
the once beautiful temple eroded in strife
No work can be done for no one can scale the wall you have built
the artwork is flawed but the paint is dry
So grab a new poster, and give it a retry....
seeing only the reflection of flaws,
drawing conclusions like artwork the paint has dried
the memorys have survived and the perseptions will thrive.
The cycle grows, perpetuating the motion and feeding off malice
build a wall to guard the crumbling temple
Curse the skys to rain in your shelter, there will be no new settlers
lock the gate and never leave, this place you call a sanctuary
this place made to protect you from all things, for you are wary.
Day after day this haven is craved
day turns to month and day turns to night
the once beautiful temple eroded in strife
No work can be done for no one can scale the wall you have built
the artwork is flawed but the paint is dry
So grab a new poster, and give it a retry....