Caussistellica's Lament

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Behaved like decent divinity
Felt what was told was proper for me
Paraded as pure, and thought as clean
A disgusting misattribution

Even though, from my fingertips
The sickened and the frail
Were cured of all their ailments
That is my purpose in this world

Because my dominion's of martyrdom
As gracious as it is tiresome
A product of your delirium known as happily every after
I swallowed the stories they told of us
The masturbation of selflessness
The afterglow feigning righteousness
It's all the same in the end

Oh, I'm tired
Since this eternity began, I see the chaos in my wake was born of only good intentions
Maybe this appointment isn't what I'm suited to
But, since I'm here, I'm here for you

Where did everyone go
Not that I'm pretending I don't know the answer
But it gets lonely here in the sky
Since I'm who carries our burdens
far above the human eye
Least I can do is keep the sky blue for today, anyway

A pilgrimage spreading prosperity
The only thing left still proper for me
They swallowed the lyrical rot I had born of self-righteous indignation

The songs of praise were unbearable
For holding closing doors
To let in something new and terrible
That is my purpose in this world.

It's because my dominion's of martyrdom
As gracious as it is troublesome
A symptom of the inevitable between tragedy and intention
The angel of life is now ready again
The demons that left me were demons in name
The afterglow feigning righteousness
It's all the same in the end

Oh, I'm tired
I wonder how the reaper's doing and who's blessed by his temperamental company
Wasn't there something I was supposed to do
Well
Since I'm here, I'm here for you

Why did everyone go
Not that I'm pretending I don't know the answer
But it's been cold up here in the sky
Since nobody's willing to carry our burdens
Bye, my friend, the setting sun
I'll pray to you in the morning

Where did everyone go
They left the world to its own crooked devices
All of our prayer, hope and despair
Nobody's listening in the end
But, even then, this same old sky
Will be blue at the end of the day, anyway

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