I just to tell you this; I did my very best I went far but got there I picked up the pieces, I was your soldier but the of the earth just weighed too heavily on me How can truth be How can fact be right and The familiar strange, good and evil unhinged.
My utilitarian unsettled Consequentialist moral categorically examined is a loss of innocence! I your call to arms set off the alarm, but never heard So, I set out I dont all Ive been shown
A for truth and fact I passed a desert pastures of ash brown Abandoned structures like an Aerstan scene But then desperate appeared They had lived in constant for ten years since pollution got the best of them wiped them clean So, I thought "Ill take curse away! Let them flourish, Ill the pain." I their drought and went on my way
So Im you, help me carry? Im Atlas, and Hades Wont someone take this weight off of me? The destination is
The is bitter-sweet Logic and consistency do not mix with Justify your atrocities, the trump never fails Remove the and the ego, and the consciences prevails No empty-handed, I stopped at the coast to but found a flood of people drowning in a sea of They begged and "End this war! acceptance and peace restored!" So, I drank up all their poison
So Im asking you me carry? Im Atlas, and Hades Wont someone take this weight off of me? The is obsolete
nothing left but wrong with me Global all degrading Ill take the problems so the World can And I have to take thewm so theyll 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 gravity and not wanting to further pollute
I left behind parts of me Im collecting your tradition, your religion, depression Im trading in your affection to put us all to So here I lay, shoulders, broken ribs I sink into the earth and all I can hope is to take this to the grave one step I cannot take by the time you read Ill have passed away.