living in houses, buying the bricks that build these walls raising the layers, brick upon brick to make you whole take a look. you'll see this place is desolate everybody is hiding in their perfect little houses building from the inside with no way out and i don't want to scare you but i think that you might like to know that every brick you lay is just another day you spend alone and i don't want to scare you and i promise you that i will be brave and let them hear what you have to say hiding in the cracked foundations praying no one can see fortress ourselves in the great delusion in our animosity follow this a**embly line until your face is undefined until your name is meaningless until you cannot recognize why you began to build this place why you started from the inside out why you didn't build a door for god why you didn't build a door