Smoke

I built a house out of smoke and haze

I showed her my love, and she said it was a phase

I built an empire on ego and empty promises

I swallowed her eyes so she'd stay ageless

Mechanized and still unsure

I cut my way through the field of bodies

Sterilized and still impure

I dig deeper until the gore is up to my knees

I built a hovel out of love and peace

I showed her my hate and she knew it'd decrease

I built a wasteland out of kindness and freedom

I turned her breast into my stiffened battle-drum