I’d Rather Destroy Something Beautiful Lyrics – Short of Breath

The monster turned on its creator in a tantrum racked with grief
Where vice is innocence, will there ever again be clarity?
The giant swept clean its shoulders of the savants hoarding their wealth
When faith becomes a scar, will there ever again be room to breathe?

Meet my gaze
Turn into stone
Though I’d like to pull back the curtain, I’d rather destroy something beautiful
Let the monster be finally laid to rest and the giant felled at your feet
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Short of Breath Lyrics – I’d Rather Destroy Something Beautiful

Short of Breath

I’d Rather Destroy Something Beautiful