Тhe Ship of Тheseus

I am just a ship
Made of toil, and grit, and rust, and sticks
Scraps grown molded by time's firm grip
Now new, once worshipped
Undeserved
It's a curse, It's an evil thing
It's the luminance of the hubris of the patchwork king
Praise be to the patchwork king
But it's not right
It's just a compounding lie

I don't remember, I don't recall
Oh, just how long has it been since I last heard someone sing my song?
I thought it endless, my mighty call
Who would have known that Eternity's anger could last so long?
I've grown so worn

Oh, Theseus, how's it feel to know you earned your rest?
Seven seas, just like the sins, oh, it seems Pride's failed this test

See how they cannibalize
Glory, fame, rage all cloud their eyes
I don't even remember from whence I came
Stretched, ill-fitted, I've been bastardized
Centuries on centuries have passed me by
What was the name of the man who owned the hands
With which I was made?
Who built the arrogant ship that I became?
Who designed this shame?

I can't relinquish this title held
At least that fool with the boulder got to suffer as his own damn self
Eternal anguish, An endless night
Another falls to the lie, see the fallen from Icarian flight
I'm not what they write

Oh, Theseus, can't I join you, the Athenians and that beast?
These days are long, the nights go on
As I'm sewn together, piece by piece
Oh, Theseus, can you see?
Apollo's forsaken me
And now, I pray that a tide just might render me beat
And grant me peace

Gods above, I pray your love might rend my core
Pasts unnamed were all unmade, so please, what's one more?



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