The Tomb Of Gilgamesh Lyrics
The years I did ignore theeAnd with my burden buryThe weight of guilt I carryAnd lead me to the well of lifeBefore my soul departsNow I so clearly see how I have murdered meAnd I cannot fake what I tried to make of myself - a GodPlease heal meThe halls of countless eriudite teeming with the self deifiedCloaked in snuffy habilimentsNo need to strive for holinessWhen beauty dies she leaves behind the scars of dreams abandoned long agoWhere myriad wonders once repelled the onslaught of decayNow given to the manifold miseries of mortal dismayAnd out of joy is sorrow born the stained white halls are now forlornWisdom calls from these hallsNow I so clearly see how I have murdered me and I cannot fake - please heal meSo very wise in their own eyesThe world's great minds will one day findThat for life they studied, worked, and pinedBut in wisdom made by man alone that a high IQ with low regardWill be dethroned and from heaven barredWisdom calls from these hallsI ask that you return meThe years I did ignore theeAnd with my burden buryThe weight of guilt I carryAnd lead me to the well of lifeBefore my soul departs
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