Hook

And when the world burns down,

Would you forget what i tried to say?
And when the bones burn black,
Would you rewind me back to that day? (x2)


Verse 1


We rap our way through walls of syntax,
We stock up questions waiting to ask, stampede the beat in black,
A god awakes when man finds himself asleep,

Dreaming the infinite designs of his inner child, something to keep,
Locked, a treasure of the dead, locked in a city that does not suspect,
City that rhymes in no known dialect,

A city of the dead, mechanical limbs flail in contempt,
Searching for the humanity it left,
And I am the last one left, left with no motive to resist,

Or rest, I feel metallic breathing on my neck,
And I conceal the last shred of humanity left in me,
Walk as a zombie searching for ways to break free..


Hook


And when the world burns down,
Would you forget what i tried to say?
And when the bones burn black,

Would you rewind me back to that day? (x2)

Verse 2


And its close, my cloak stole the last light that shone,
in the pitch black, i was tired, but it was good to be back,

limestone corrodes, grim walls witness dawn, and i find i lack,
the conviction to survive the drudgery of another day,
another game to play, a hundred ways to render my ways crazed,

And what do i got to say about the riots? I got no words left to say,
Cos its debasing everything i have believed in, there are no words to paint,
the pain on papers and news channels, it can only leap out, my anger,

it Chases, it mutates, and a monster awakes from my bones and brains,
tearing away, the flesh facade of humanity, i wish the waves would wash me into the sea,


Hook
And when the world burns down,
Would you forget what i tried to say?

And when the bones burn black,
Would you rewind me back to that day? (x2)


Verse 3

Now I approach the mailbox of the ambushed address,

Open the steel trap that imprisons my sentiment,
Double jeopardies, stare at me, from crumbling paper, crystal clear
Tabloid Saviour's erasure, by the liquid sabre

Of unwelcome rain, paradox reigns,
precursor to my statements that shall no more stay the same,
Cos' you play the game, in ways that we cannot change,

Deceptive design you make, that breeds no faith
Breathe out hate, playing one man's game,
In a thousand different ways, sins hold sway,

Where only the devil stands to gain`
Gift wrapped in riff-raff, slow the beat down till there's no hit packed,
In the dream you see when it's too late to leave,

The world for the fields of a half forgotten dream
So please, leave me at peace among the trees,


Hook

And when the world burns down,

Would you forget what i tried to say?
And when the bones burn black,
Would you rewind me back to that day? (x2)