What?
Art might be the weapon
Yet it can also be a tool of indulgence
An obsession to make a self-built prison.
The world is drying up and becoming a minion
The intangible enemy, vengeance
Art might be the weapon
One might get lost in the art which life has woven
Creating it to be utter silence
An obsession to make a self-built prison
Yet art is a passion
The source of joyance
Art might be the weapon
Let's not forget that it has produced the glutton
That's who causes grievance
An obsession to make a self-built prison
The answer may lie as high up as a mountain
But is is not, it is here and it is loud, it is full of credence:
Art might be the weapon
An obsession to make a self-built prison.
Yet it can also be a tool of indulgence
An obsession to make a self-built prison.
The world is drying up and becoming a minion
The intangible enemy, vengeance
Art might be the weapon
One might get lost in the art which life has woven
Creating it to be utter silence
An obsession to make a self-built prison
Yet art is a passion
The source of joyance
Art might be the weapon
Let's not forget that it has produced the glutton
That's who causes grievance
An obsession to make a self-built prison
The answer may lie as high up as a mountain
But is is not, it is here and it is loud, it is full of credence:
Art might be the weapon
An obsession to make a self-built prison.