[Verse 1]
I guess the season is up
I guess the sun won't come now
But the wall, it is up
And this fate, is set
[Chorus]
Deceased peace
No stress relief
[Verse 2]
The less you see, the less you need
The mess you make is in your head
And the wall, it is up
And this fate, is set
[Verse 3]
Set in stone, the walls condone
Fight and take them on
Pupil grows but master shows
He's trapped inside the walls
And the wall, it is up
And this fate, is set
[Chorus]
Deceased peace
No stress relief