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Castle of Sticks


Tumultuous days in a dark place These are what make up beings like us Our voices progess as you digress Because you have not an ounce of courage to accept something more than you The wind will blow you down Destroy the castle of sticks you've built And you will fall as we rise Engulfed in generations worth of guilt Our minds crash in the most tragic way But it is why we will always thrive Our chains collapse as you eat the scraps That are left after we charge your land The wind will blow you down Destroy the castle of sticks you've built And you will fall as we rise Engulfed in generations worth of guilt
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