Where my emotion meant to speak out
I didn't mean to break out
Your wall were just too hard to crack
Surrounded by disciples
Prophesying fake art
Need my worth to still be intact
Similar were our scene
Thinking we are new,making it so soon
My feelings stabbering me in the back
Now heading to the island of disbelieve
Continuing with this lost precautions
Together the margin was drawn
That unique touch bond us all
Now resting with mind
That was once tough and rough
Shouldn't we make a toast?
Feasting will all the host
