Lining the perimeter with explosives
I have to break down these walls
Or this is going to fall
Built this on rotten foundations
Anger still lurks around
Like a slave in a plantation  
Ready to put there masters to sleep permanently
Just beneath the surface
It feeds on the nails
Like a termite
It's down fall
Will rain heavy destroying it all
During the breakdown
The love will get lost in the dust
Withers and shrivels in the smoke
The dream of us has to be brought down  
Wood would crack under the pressure
Glass shatters as it break
The ground shakes
Metal bends  
Anything inside has no hope of being rebuilt again
After the smoke clears
We will clear out the rubble
And try to build this again