The sanctity of normalcy,
Shanked and left to bleed,
Out on the crooked streets,
They say, "all we need is diplomacy."

Wheres my home now,
Walls have been torn down,
Cant see my way around,
My home is hell-bound.

My home is hell-bound.

Leave rationality at the threshold,
Like a pet left in the winter cold,
Body rotting into Stachybotrys mold,
Creeping back inside by tenfold.

Wheres my home now,
Walls have been torn down,
Cant see my way around,
My home is hell-bound.

My home is hell-bound.