Slaughter the Art

Slaughter the Art 

Breaking the Brush
Slaughter the art 

Burning the music 

Tar it apart 

You've given us beauty
We roll it in dirt
A soul for loving
We feed it to flirt 

The instruments are ours
You've given us a song
We smash then down to splinters
We tune the notes to wrong

You've placed us on a stage

So we could be as light
Yet we bite and suck the glory
We're vampires in the night

Or we of little faith
Dancing in the Dark 

Voices shut

Hands in pockets
Too afraid to make a mark 

We look to the saint
He shakes his head

"Art is for sinners

Fiction is dead."

But I look to you 

And you say this instead

"I'm the beauty
Hidden deep

I'm the music
Never played 

I'm the book 

That's never written 

I'm the art
That will not fade"

"I'm the stage that's built on purpose 

For you to take a stand
Upstage center 

Upstage right 

Now take my hand 

Step into the light."