Weirdland — Asymmetric Reflections of Life lyrics

Lyrics

I see your brown dead arms out in the filth
No more excuses, your loss is so real
Abstract symphony of common people we used to be
Verses of love, carried in your back
Men bring destruction, such a glorious day, war is the name
Men bring regression, forests decline, for profit they came
Two is one, one is all, the meaning of life
Warnings of fools, nailed in your back
Everyone has an old dead tree
Somewhere, beyond the door
Asymetric reflexions of life are so wrong
We are all alike