Kalku

Burnt eyes from the truth Pictures of targets drawn with christ in mind Tracing connections From a world that isn't real Draw for me colored pictures Faces So much in the air so Will my heritage meet it's fate A question brought to light by a theorist Yet these statues they still remain What can I As one man do Burnt eyes from the truth Engulfed in questions This evil thread Thrives on weakness Still my eyes Keep their char Manic obsession Clears the retina Averted gaze brings nothing of worth But it still burns the same Yet my language will lose it's name A fact I recognize from a font And yet these statues they still remain Crowd cheers for nothing And nothing is lasting