living in houses, buying the bricks that build these walls   raising the layers, brick upon brick to make you whole   take a look. you'll see this place is desolate   everybody is hiding in their perfect little houses   building from the inside with no way out   and i don't want to scare you but i think that you might like to know   that every brick you lay is just another day you spend alone   and i don't want to scare you   and i promise you that i will be brave and let them hear what you have to say   hiding in the cracked foundations praying no one can see   fortress ourselves in the great delusion in our animosity   follow this assembly line until your face is undefined   until your name is meaningless until you cannot recognize   why you began to build this place why you started from the inside out   why you didn't build a door for god why you didn't build a door