Reclamation

Your home
Is turning into a desolated paradise
You fall away, dream astray into the night
You ran away, to this place you called "home"

Stay
Chasing
Our hearts
Are changing
The light
Is making me call you

(Where do we draw the line?)

Nothing remains
After the massacre
That we humans create
We become the burning reason
For every motherfucking thing

Who said it ain't our fault?
We started it. Now it's our turn to end it
This continuous wave of bullshit needs to be contained

Tell me why we cannot reason?
All of us turn to dust
You can not breathe at all
(The walls are gone)

When will we begin to see
That we're the cause of our misery?
The wounds we inflict don't just bleed

You're flesh falls apart (it starts to reek)
Like a penny, you're two faced and worthless
(You murder both) your parents and plead that you were an orphan

Our actions defy our words and then we blame the fucking world
(Where do we draw the line, and how do we pick a side?)

We form an orderly queue, and trip on multiple knives, multiple times
Materialising in the womb
Meaningfully guided away from all of the noise
Technological marvels, they exist because we build them with our own hands
And then we use the same hands that we could've changed the world with to pen our own last rites