To escape, to migrate, to deny as of late
That another wall won't restore
Man's innate need for the intimate
Yet, the owl ascends to inherit
The very mistake it claimed to be fanatic
To raise another wall
To raise another wall
To found another land within no man's land
And truly believe in fertile ground
To be found in a bed of glass and sand
Establishing freedom of thoughts
Through raising even more narrow walls
True dignity to be achieved through
Hiding inside made-up shelters from
Ikarus' once so bright introspecting
Way of bringing harmony
By bypassing all means of privacy
Mere sprouts of insanity
To counter a wall with another wall
Might seem foolish after all
Yet fit as a solution for preventing them all
From standing all too tall
As they head into another glorious downfall
To encircle the very core
Of his reckless call
With bricks and planks
Blocking his every door
To challenge him for an encore
Desperately provoking a war
And hoping it won't result in another morgue