The words painted read betrayal
Living is the price we pay to die
Sin rubbed against the walls of the jungle
Signs our fathers left
Don’t you see the buildings falling?
Phasing into green leaves
As the sun pours the fire on earth
Shadows roam these streets
Forgetting the blood smeared on our houses
They search for the coward
who left behind hatred
The phase of our lives
Stages set in a point of solace
Cries made from water
Drank only after the party ends