The hills meet like wax at the presence of power

Behind a facade controlling with fear

No comfort, no home or self-importance

Destruction

Drown out your sorrows with guilt

Destruction

A pathetic waste of life

The curtain, the lies, the unbinding truth

Now cloaked in a mask left fearing control

No safety, no shelter or constricting truth

Destruction

Drown out your sorrows with guilt

Destruction

A pathetic waste of life