End Of The Page - Bulbous Creation

Time has come together, breath of fresh air to our song

We die quickly from the looting, we have done

Make the life you live become more than just a game

Give the world a chance to think, and live up to it’s name

Can you see the stars at night

To make a certain wish?

Can you find the ocean

Through the fields of dying fish?

Is the air you breathe a colour you can not explain?

Is the place you spend your days a safe place to remain?

Take my hand and make a stand against this life of death

Tell the people, make their choice while they still have on left

Do you want to die, before your children reach the age?

Or are the words you said today the ending of the page?

Take my hand and make a stand against this life of death

Tell the people, make their choice while they still have on left

Do you want to die, before your children reach the age?

Or are the words you said today the ending of the page?