Green Design

Come back to the front of the line divine
Search the road you took to get here free your mind no more passion no desire look what you've become

The path to greatness is filled with temptation
People who've been killed.
Their soul is greed.
The worst part is they don't know how much they've lost.
In every effort to succeed, they fail.

One by one, step in line.
Open your veins and prepare to bleed.
Lose yourself and all the values you held dear

Listen to the sound
Learn to say goodbye
At the end of life
You will be drowning alone
When did you decide
To turn away from light
You could have saved your soul
If you hadn't sold it for gold

The bricks are laid where you gave ghosts' breath.
Early birth
The mortar hasn't set in yet.
Nothing's final.
Feel the sutures where you ripped your heart from your chest.
Once rhythmic chambers filled with hope (with hope)
Now a devoid shell

Come one, come all.
Accept the invitation of a cliff.
Free fall, eyes first, towards the barrel of relief.

Listen to the sound
Learn to say goodbye
At the end of life
You will be drowning alone
When did you decide
To turn away from light
You could still save your soul
If you hadn't sold it for gold

Inch by inch you are sinking further .
Time's almost up for you it's curing.
Hold your breath!

I am fire

examples were stagnant
It's all on your face.
Past efforts are non forgiving

In the end, your choices can haunt you
Long after everyone has turned a deafened ear to your excuses.
It turns out you were weak after all.

Listen to the sound
Learn to say goodbye
At the end of life
You will be drowning alone
When did you decide
To turn away from light
You could still save your soul
If you hadn't sold it for gold

It's come to this,
Close your eyes.
Irony! Your ghost survives
It smiles as it drags you under waves.

Feel the chill of everlasting deaths' claws grab your heart and hold it still.
I am death
And I've been searching for you
You lit a beacon that lit my path
I've found you.

Green design.
Scatter. Build, decay, and fade.
Green design.
Scatter. Build, decay, and fade.



Credits
Writer(s): David Dauria, Eric Quiros, Olga Plekhanova
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