Rupesh Cartel Clay
Linked to the world by half beliefs and clues
You edge your way towards the city gate
Cause some people thrive on solitude
As if there is no other way
All in your life was made of clay
You reached your heights with razor blades
Something was found there in the maze
Stains from times far and away
Locked in your realm
To let things run their course
A path in circles and thoughts born in a drink
Get your stuff and we'll kick in open doors
Here comes time for ships to sink
All in your life was made of clay
You reached your heights with razor blades
Something was found there in the maze
Stains from times far and away
When it's time you'll make us pay