Vandal

Destroy the structure and deface it's paintings
We've rebuilt worse with almost nothing
This year marks a lifetime of dissatisfaction
Crawl on your stomach and walk with crooked feet
Blend in with the crowd when they've been searching for me
It matters not what I think of it
The following year will be the ultimate test
Logic and skill mean nothing now
We've been raised by wolves,
And we act like such sheep
Weak men wear weaker armor
And their swords are dull with failure