Monolith
Life, a writhing twitching spasm
A catatonic, stereotypic movement
Of crushing elbows
An endless loop of repetition
Humanity never learns from it's own perdition
An endless loop of repetition
Humanity never learns
From it's own perdition
History repeats itself
For the sins of man are always the same
Always the same
Yet it remains
It never changes
Never ceases with the wars it wages
Chaotic, little beads met with high pressure
Acceleration met with the concrete floor of reality
Fight or flight
Manual over-ride
Hijacking the human brain and soul
Our Hubris and pride
The reins with which we're pulled
The twisting knives driven in our backs
Sitting atop his monolith
A self appointed god
He who has
Distanced himself
From these petty human quarrels
He returns to his source
To his untouched, Unscarred self
Drinking from the waters of the fountain
Realizing the absurd
And crossing the wall
Arriving to the edge with clipped wings
And storming the void
Falling into it's eye
To fall into great depths
And hit the bottom
To soar onto great heights
And touch the heavens
To know and realize which is what
As fall turns to flight
A catatonic, stereotypic movement
Of crushing elbows
An endless loop of repetition
Humanity never learns from it's own perdition
An endless loop of repetition
Humanity never learns
From it's own perdition
History repeats itself
For the sins of man are always the same
Always the same
Yet it remains
It never changes
Never ceases with the wars it wages
Chaotic, little beads met with high pressure
Acceleration met with the concrete floor of reality
Fight or flight
Manual over-ride
Hijacking the human brain and soul
Our Hubris and pride
The reins with which we're pulled
The twisting knives driven in our backs
Sitting atop his monolith
A self appointed god
He who has
Distanced himself
From these petty human quarrels
He returns to his source
To his untouched, Unscarred self
Drinking from the waters of the fountain
Realizing the absurd
And crossing the wall
Arriving to the edge with clipped wings
And storming the void
Falling into it's eye
To fall into great depths
And hit the bottom
To soar onto great heights
And touch the heavens
To know and realize which is what
As fall turns to flight
Credits
Writer(s): Dor Rosenthal
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