I just to tell you this; I did just my best I went far but got stuck I up the pieces, I was your vigilant soldier but the mass of the earth just too heavily on me How can be opinion? How can fact be and wrong? The familiar strange, good and evil unhinged.
My utilitarian comfort Consequentialist moral categorically examined Self-knowledge is a of innocence! I heard your call to set off the alarm, but heard back So, I set out I dont all Ive been shown
A for truth and fact I a desert town pastures of ash brown Abandoned structures littered like an Aerstan But then desperate people They had lived in drought for ten years ever since pollution got the best of wiped them clean So, I thought "Ill their curse away! Let flourish, Ill take the pain." I lifted their drought and on my way
So Im you, help me carry? Im Atlas, and Hades Wont please take this weight off of me? The is obsolete
The journey is Logic and consistency do not mix morality your atrocities, the trump card never fails Remove the greed and the ego, and the consciences No empty-handed, I stopped at the coast to but found a of people drowning in a sea of hatred begged and pleaded "End this war! Have acceptance and restored!" So, I drank up all poison oaths
So Im asking you help me Im Atlas, Jesus and Wont someone please take this off of me? The is obsolete
Theres nothing left but with me Global systems all Ill take the problems so the World can And I have to take thewm so forever accompany me The future is longer than the past I up wrongs along the way removed them from the But I had to jettison things to outrun gravity and not to further pollute
I just behind parts of me Im collecting tradition, your religion, your depression Im in your affection to put us all to sleep So I lay, bent shoulders, broken ribs I sink into the earth and all I can hope is to this baggage to the grave one step I cannot take by the time you read this Ill have away.