Belletriste - Birdmask

There’s an end to this in sight

We’re lamenting to your right

But it must be time to go

Nothing left to be bestowed

Is this where you want to start?

Free of virtue and of art

And if all is left alone

We’re still shaken to the bone

Is this anything to you, babe?

Hope you’re witnessing the fall

Of this monolithic wall

If they becon you to stay

Then you’d best be on your way

Is this where the end resides?

Where the monument divides

Bare your teeth behind your hand

And oblige to their demand

Am i anything to you, babe?

There’s an end to this in sight

Is this anything to you, babe?