Prismatic Terracotta

Prisma in Terracotta, a sight to behold A beauty that's both deadly and cold It shimmers in the light, a rainbow of hues But there's a darkness lurking that no one chooses Prismatic terracotta, a mystery untold A secret that's waiting to unfold A warning of danger, a threat on the rise Prismatic terracotta, before our eyes It's a work of art, a masterpiece But it's also a warning of impending release A reflection of the world we know A reflection of what's yet to come and grow Prismatic terracotta, a mystery untold A secret that's waiting to unfold A warning of danger, a threat on the rise Prismatic terracotta, before our eyes It's a sign of the end, a sign of the start It's a symbol of the role we're on the part It's a warning of what's yet to come A warning of what we've become Prismatic terracotta, a mystery untold A secret that's waiting to unfold A warning of danger, a threat on the rise Prismatic terracotta, before our eyes So just look upon it with caution and heed its call For the prismatic terracotta is a story it will tell A story of the end and a story of the start A story of the world falling apart Prismatic terracotta, before our eyes