Man's Eternal FallAs we fall

From the grace once possessed
As we run towards the lure of comfort
So we break
The precious link with spirit

The pattern repeats
Throughout the times of enslaving the Earth
Different shapes and shades
Of the same limited principles of flesh and matter

Sick and drained of vitality
We lay down in hope
Of the upcoming dawn
To bring the shift
Our better selves so desire
To restore the lights within
So we can shine again

Ignorant of the fact none of this can transpire
While we so desperately cling
Onto the handful of nuts
We think crucial to our eminence

And so we fall
Pulled in by the glittering shine
At the bottom of the abyss
And so we run
Away from the gardener’s arms

As we fulfill the lot of mislead humanity

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