Mouth of The Architect

The Other Son

Mouth of The Architect


As brothers we fought, held down against our will
As fathers we fought, but learned nothing more
As lovers, we lost our faith

I tore down this wall around my heart
We played with fire
We risked it all

But luck and love have gone to the other son
Let it all fall down upon the other son
Our bones we left in the soil

As brother we lost
As fathers we lost
As lovers we lost
All hope