Letra de Burned bridges

cc[Originally by Coalesce]

At this point in my life,
I feel the need to harvest these fields of corn that surround.
My harvest lost at the price of maturity.
But these remains that I´ve left to rot will be resurrected
again and again by the next generation
of children who want to change minds with the stationed hand.
But I´m not the only one who sees
it lies in diversity; acceptance only to a degree.
The fire that once occupied my eyes
has crawled to destroy the world that I have grown.
You have nothing new to scream beyond these fields
and not a second of patience to learn from them.
But you´re resurrected again and again.
I harvest the crops of my past.
As far as the demigods are concerned,
I´ve sold myself out, out just the same.
I´ve burned the bridges to feign brothers.
Nothing, nothing more than a simple label,
nothing more than a simple.
Here I reside, the edge after all
to prove to myself that I still am,
but within these fields, they´ll say I never was.