KillaManZilla - Propogation of the Babel., Pt. 2 Lyrics

I love every one you you my brothers and my sisters
And I wish you the best of luck through the fog and reflections
To rise against the tide and move beyond
The metal taste in your mouth and this sea full of drowning people screaming

Then the people start to gather
At the bottom of the tower
Propagation of this babel
From propaganda from the able

Where am I, what is this, this air is thick
This dream weighs heavy in my mind
And I don't sleep and I don't wake depends which way you want to think

Then the people start to gather
At the bottom of the tower
Propagation of this babel
From propaganda from the able
And the laughter turn to shouting
And now the shouting is getting louder
But when this hunger turn to madness
In that madness we'll find an answer

This painting it paints itself
Seeping out of the crack to fill the spaces
And I watch and I hold my breath and I'm hopeful
That we are the beginning and the end of the things that we pretend

Then the people start to gather
At the bottom of the tower
Propagation of this babel
From propaganda from the able
And the laughter turn to shouting
And now the shouting is getting louder
But when this hunger turn to madness
In that madness we'll find an answer