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Song is writing on the walls by Will Stetson and Kaveh Fansong
Cover in addition to the song was preformed by: kanalia

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Lyrics:
Palaces of silver and gold
Cannot be designed overnight
It’s like the saying I’ve often been told
“No matter the cost, do things right”

You have to be careful, you have to be diligent
Planning and measuring every detail
Creating is drawing, erasing, and drawing again
And I’ve never been in it for fame or attention
I only work hard so the structures won’t fail
But seeing it finished is worth every Mora i spend

Within every building made with pride
The architect lives on inside
Shining paint, a marble heart
That’s what makes a work of art
We build and we play
Sculpting dreams out of clay
With the hope that our towers don’t fall,
That we won’t have to see the writing on the wall

You, adorned with crimson and gold
Toil at your desk every night
Not paying mind to what you’ve been told
“You try to do ‘right’, it’s futile.”

You’re always on edge and you strive for perfection with
Planning and measuring every detail
I watch you draw, erase, draw and then black out again

And you never admit wanting fame or attention
You only work hard so your structures won’t fail
Is seeing it finished worth every Mora you spend?

Within every building made with pride
The architect lives on inside
Shining paint, a marble heart
Tirelessly makes works of art
You build day by day
Sculpt your dreams out of clay
But you hope that your towers don’t fall
So I won’t have to see
The writing on the wall

The more you work, the higher the stakes,
And the bigger the sorrows to drown
‘Cause one mistake is all that it takes
For the walls to come crumbling down

You have to ignore them, the echoing voices
That cackle and curse as you toil away
Cover your ears and focus on boxes and lines
And the shadowy figures, they’re nothing but shadows
Like ink on a page, they have nothing to say
But maybe, just maybe, they’re trying to give me a sign (a sign…)

That in every building made with pride
The architect remains inside
Peeling paint, a heavy heart
That’s what makes a work of art
We scream and we pray
Sculpting dreams out of clay
As we try not to look at the scrawl,
The message of doom, the writing on the wall

Keeping track of all of your mistakes
The penalties heavy, you drown
I come to say, “That’s not all it takes
For your walls to come crumbling down.”

But then you ignore me, advice turning voiceless
As I further tell you to not waste away
Cover your ears and fill your own heart with the lies

Saying “You need to suffer, and starve, cause you always
Can’t settle for less, need to have it your way”
Cause maybe, just maybe, they’re trying to give you a sign

That with every building made with pride
The architect is locked inside
Walls press in and choke your heart
Any day, you’ll fall apart
I scream and I pray
That I’ll reach you some way
Cause together we can make it through
I will be there soon
The writing on the wall

{Instrumental}

Every day, we play this game of chance
Whirling through a desperate dance
Sketching visions in our heads
Just to see them ripped to shreds
This road that we share
Doesn’t lead anywhere
But there’s nothing an artist can do

Every day, we play this game of chance
Whirling through a desperate dance
Sketching visions in our heads
Then you rip them all to shreds

Not once did you share
Pain you shouldered, but bared
Did you notice me watch over you?

When you swing your brush, you have to follow through
I’ve seen all the things your brush had made you do

Within every building made with pride
The architect is trapped inside
Bleeding paint, a shattered heart
That’s what makes a work of art

Now that all your buildings, towering high
Crumble down, you’re trapped inside
Finished ending at the start
Now it’s time to play my part

I’ll fight for control
But the “right way” takes a toll
And still, at the end of it all,
I can’t escape my fate
The writing’s on the wall
I’ll come save your soul
As your “right way” takes a toll
And then at the end of it all, I will rewrite your fate
As writing on the wall