Burn to Learn

[IoBoI]

A house built incorrectly is a blouse blinding deadly
But how can a construct deconstruct? For it provides shelter against the weather
Perhaps your dwelling become your very own incorrect telling
Perhaps your temple become your cripple, your house it’s own wood louse.
Perhaps you are not free but you are chained by your knees
Caught and tangled by your “needs” distraught and lost from your misdeeds
When a tower is built purely for power, it must be burned so it can learn to yearn the same game as a fern or a tree with no needs except for community
I yield destruction in my left, creation in my right, I tear down your constructions lift your veil so you may live with no obstruction.
The world is lost, but there is a cost, payment is due, their blood will run rouge.
It’s not their fault, their upbringing is ultimately a fault, they had no other path to be taught, thus in the end when their reckoning comes they will be distraught
Fire burns within us, anger for the liars that drive the bus, hanged men come for that succubus, there is no thing such as trust only dust.
They come for you like a thief in the night, they are done with you your false wreath your plague and blight.
Repent and amend or be sent down and find your end.
The war never left, it’s climax is up next, you are torn and not your best, burn like wax for you had the choice instead you chose false noise.
The earth knows your misdeeds, she is crying and frying in your self induced heat, you will flea when her tears find your steeds,
You have sinned without end, thus for them there is no amends, my friends are upon you, the skies above you will turn red and the ground under you will bend. Your ways are undone, Christ’s rays are always fun, attempt to run, but there are no secrets under the Sun