Deconstruction - Witchcraft

Say me mister officer, what is it that you want from me?

I’m just another brick in this fascist regime society

I stand naked and abused

Utopian idealist breaking ways for all to see

Deconstructed patterns manifest in broken helpless souls

Inspiration draws her source from a muse, that’s mute and disconnected

Suspicion and coalition holding hands when trust is gone

Satan is amused

If all the love descended from above

The altruistic ones

Would cherish in their hearts

Decide and conduct

Correct your misconduct

Be brave and be strong

Do no other wrong

Definition of your mission is rules it lasts eternally

Tell me why then I am unaffected by your gravity

Tension blows the fuse