Ariah Being - Kiev

This place you’d never know unless you see the systems

Inside the walls a tangled pulse is bleeding through

And the kids feel right at home

Ghosts from the bottom floor echoes past the kitchen

Where they cage and cut it up to serve the sovereign few

Can they hear the cold waves of repercussions?

Will it come in time?

Just out the swinging door — a slow pull dilation

A flood of light and spotted noise surround the youth

When the patterns dissolve to earth there will be warmth

Just out the broken gate are angry seas of reason

Will it rise?

Can she rise to build and break?

If all of us are asleep at work who will warn?

Who will warn?

Here she comes

Wind is blowing

Slowly growing

Can you show us how to build a house?

Brothers sleeping

Sisters sleeping

Can you help us build a house?

Fathers working

Mothers working

Can you show us how to build a house?

Wind is blowing

It’s still growing

Can you show us?

Show us?

Will it come in time?