Clay - Rupesh Cartel

Linked to the world by half beliefs and clues

You edge your way towards the city gate

Cause some people thrive on solitude

As if there is no other way

All in your life was made of clay

You reached your heights with razor blades

Something was found there in the maze

Stains from times far and away

Locked in your realm

To let things run their course

A path in circles and thoughts born in a drink

Get your stuff and we’ll kick in open doors

Here comes time for ships to sink

All in your life was made of clay

You reached your heights with razor blades

Something was found there in the maze

Stains from times far and away

When it’s time you’ll make us pay