“Renovation”

The contours of broken shards will become the looking glass
The ocular rift will furrow further round rings of retinal moats
Pulled wool of reflections only obscured via fleeting lacerations

The cost of abodes will eternally soon be slashed
So long as you remember to perform your vote
The contours of broken shards will become the looking glass

Evoke the glory when we were stoked by the count of skulls we bashed
Yet maintain, all that remains, is threads of patchwork on arms of coats
Pulled wool of reflections only obscured via fleeting lacerations

Menders say you find faults instead of fixing, while rubble burns to ash
The heat will harden clay while steel longs for your throat
The contours of broken shards will become the looking glass

Writing on wall says to make like a greedy steed, sign the deed, take the cash
Forget living off the land, tread water with a houseboat
Pulled wool of reflections only obscured via fleeting lacerations

Faust as the landlord compels you to leave with a lash
Leave smashing the crystal with a brick, carrying a spindle sash bindle tote
The contours of broken shards will become the looking glass
Pulled wool of reflections only obscured via fleeting lacerations

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