Life In The Walls - Imperative Reaction

Now it’s so easy to see

Fold in life we disguise

Shall we receive a promise collect?

Detaching the soul

We must accept

But it’s you I feel the pain

I’m sick and tired of the lies

I feel I’ve fallen to the ground

I cannot see

I feel creation when it dies

Senses sing to our demise

You are the source from which I cannot hide

I cannot fight the strength is palmed

Your torture remains my deepest fall

To remind us you have the field

Willful to see it was a need

Now the promise the bleed

Holds the mind you destroyed

Can you relieve a putrid neglect?

Attaching the soul

There’s no regrets

But it lives in all the pain in all the lies we try to hide

I’ve seen it hit the ground

But no one hears

I feel creation when it dies

Senses sing to our demise

We are creation when it dies

Senses sing to our demise

Bring back the world I deny

You are the source from which

I cannot hide