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Дата випуску: 14.07.2022
Мова пісні: Англійська
Atlas |
I am something ancient |
I am something yet to be |
This body is my chronicle and history |
Sail beyond this heart of mine |
Find life beyond its reach |
Make me a mark upon this tapestry |
Oh, how the gold of morning grows apropos |
To the fate that may fall at our feet |
If I can stand I’ll raise a hand to bear the days unseen |
Save the knowledge and the knight |
Pray that we’ll be sanctified |
Hope’s enough to bear the sky |
So make of me an Atlas, I |
Hold upon this bitter lie |
That sacrifice is justified |
Oh, better yet to do than die |
So bear the sky these calloused hands of mine |
Make of me a miracle that I might better be |
Give me enough to be enough, to be worthy |
Fickle is the trust that I, in fables, trust to see |
Hide these, the quivers in my heartbeat |
Oh, how the gold of morning grows apropos |
To the fate that may fall at our feet |
If I can stand I’ll raise a hand to bear the days unseen |
Save the knowledge and the knight |
Pray that we’ll be sanctified |
Hope’s enough to bear the sky |
So make of me an Atlas, I |
Hold upon this bitter lie |
That sacrifice is justified |
Oh, better yet to do than die |
So bear the sky these calloused hands of mine |
I’ll soon know if I can go to fight for what my heart keeps hold, but |
If I try this gilded life with guilt imbue 'til I grow old |
The avarice I see in this will haunt me if I’m wrong |
But if I stand and raise no hand then how can I |
How can I go on? |
Save the knowledge and the knight |
Pray that we’ll be sanctified |
Hope’s enough to bear the sky |
So make of me an Atlas, I |
Hold upon this bitter lie |
That sacrifice is justified |
Oh, better yet to do than die |
So bear the sky these calloused hands of mine |