The Sentiment Was False

Here among our past, it’s all silent
It’s all dead and gone
No light will ever shine
Nothing will ever grow
Your clever mind paints imagies of lies…
Pictures of childhood past, told as a happy time
It all was so full of life but the sentiment was false
Seek the truth in these ruins they left behind
The monuments they built all fell
And then nothing changed
Wasn’t worth dying for
The past we left and for the best
The sentiment was false
Wastd before me th putrid stench
All from the ashes once called home
Lies that feed your judgement of me
However it corrupts it burns