Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song House of the Centenary, artist - WRVTH. Album song No Rising Sun, in the genre Date of issue: 22.08.2019
Record label: Unique Leader
Song language: English
House of the Centenary |
| Text pressed and formed |
| Bound by rubble and lead |
| 17 bold scribbles and scratches |
| Hidden under a cloud of graphite dust |
| A constant smear under a heavy hand |
| Yields magma from every movement inscribed |
| Igneous rock set in place |
| Was swept away easily by four winds |
| At that moment |
| The illusion of good times |
| Would shine clearer than those 3 poignant lines |
| When the prose was first composed |
| It was written out in lead |
| Malleable |
| Erasable |
| Years passed |
| Pages turned |
| All it took was a sleight of hand |
| For a permanence to solidify |
| Further into the notebook |
| Even the author himself couldn’t see the transition stand |
| It happened so subtly |
| Yet it happened so quick |
| Structures easily erased |
| Became forged by steel and ink |
| Gravel that manifested a message |
| That wasn’t his choice to preserve |
| The author was always tortured |
| But new lies would bring him relief |
| And if he gets a chance to write the ending |
| It would be such of an ideal release |
| But until that moment passes |
| He will slowly tear down his beliefs |
| By staying away from the open windows |
| And to honor his musings as complete |