Meadow in Red Video (MV)

Houses burning, no consequence.
Tall grass hiding sight of arrogance.
Teacher teaches silent ignorance.
Bashing all this.
Flies only feed on the stained, red skin of the alter boys envious,
(battered and torn)
Stare.
Bless this garden.
Deep within the willow tree, now we fall alone.
I can't cleanse you.
A thousand horses drown into a field of stares.
Dried out.
Buried in all that we knew.
Wide eyes.
Her tragedy growing immune.
Entwined.
Between.
Nausea.
Cut straight through me.
Wishing for, all of this ruin be gone.
I propose.
We kill every decadent one.
Cast aside.
Skinned and defied.
Crawling to light.
Severed by all of this loss.