Salvage The Structure - My Bitter End

Salvage what’s left, start from the ground up.

Make room again.

To start from

the ground up

I can’t build a dream over and over.

It’s horribly bold

Salvaging structures in hope returning.

In turn we must change everything.

Eyes of fire

Sending word over the surface.

Eyes of liars.

Tearing their wings at the

surface.

I can see what went

On when they fold.

It’s a spawned liberation, swarming like low effort blows

So it’s too late too cold.

Stop the storm.

And suffer yields.

Season went down

It’s a dead end life list.

We will prevail, and start from the ground up.

We will prevail, and start from the ground up

Find someway.

We built the way out.

Spawning time, the dawn of life

Love reset too.

So we draw this out.

I doubt i see.

A city crumbling

Tear apart and within time, rebuild life, gather life.

So we can