Buzzing, The - ZAO

Masks and a fake skin

The builders keep breaking

The buzzing

Attracted to the innocent

The wolves lead the sheep

The buzzing

With a stare to crush their hopes and water

To drown the flies

Thier hands fall apart when we need to hold them

And the skeleton speaks of what we’ve told them

The buzzing

They stare with the eyes of wolves, and the hearts of dead

The builders keep breaking