I just wrote to tell you I did my very best I went far but got there I picked up the pieces, I was vigilant soldier but the mass of the earth weighed too heavily on me How can be opinion? How can fact be right and The familiar strange, good and evil unhinged.
My comfort unsettled Consequentialist moral reasons examined is a loss of innocence! I heard call to arms set off the alarm, but heard back So, I set out I dont believe all Ive been
A quest for truth and I a desert town Uninhabitable pastures of ash Abandoned structures littered like an Aerstan But desperate people appeared They had in constant drought for ten years ever since pollution got the best of them wiped clean So, I thought "Ill take their away! Let flourish, Ill take the pain." I lifted drought and went on my way
So Im asking you, me carry? Im Atlas, and Hades someone please take this weight off of me? The is obsolete
The is bitter-sweet and consistency do not mix with morality Justify your atrocities, the trump never fails Remove the and the ego, and the consciences prevails No empty-handed, I at the coast to rest but found a flood of drowning in a sea of hatred They and pleaded "End this war! Have and peace restored!" So, I drank up all their oaths
So Im asking you help me Im Atlas, and Hades someone please take this weight off of me? The is obsolete
Theres nothing but wrong with me Global all degrading Ill take the so the World can breathe And I have to take thewm so theyll accompany me The future is much than the past I picked up wrongs the way removed them from the But I still had to things to outrun gravity and not wanting to further
I left behind parts of me Im your 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 take this to the grave one more step I cannot by the time you read this Ill passed away.