The Others - Sarea

So you paint your roses in gold and shame

To cover the costs someone else will pay

Building the city on blood-filled shores

And now you know

Comments of somber tone

Set aside this violent soul

Creeps up to compensate

Grew up and ran away

Came back, and all for nothing

This place is filled with lies

You try to walk but your hands

And feet are tied

And no one knows your gone

Come back to the others, go back, belong

Your pride is a weakness

Searching for a home

Push back, don’t surrender

Give in and disappear

Both ways are bound to happen

What’s done means nothing

Let it out, let it out of here

Get out

Paint and shame for your roses

This empty vessel

A creature hidden down below

The 'cause of what you feel

Is searching for a home