Elephant - The Mythmaker lyrics

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Why now am I reminded of my lost humanity? <br />

Scents of familiar music upon the grieving wind<br />

My seething mind is a questing razor<br />

Memories come unbidden in the shadows<br />

The miserable shape of the bottomless past<br />

Empty with shock and the stress of thinning emotions<br />

Eternity is but another season<br />

And it too shall pass away<br />

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This timeless void of running seems like sullen stagnation<br />

Spans the self-imposed tyranny of loneliness<br />

Poignant impressions of each moment<br />

The burning path is the one of change<br />

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Absorbing the pain as if to defend my confines<br />

Personality conditioned by changing behaviors<br />

The indefinite ways the cosmos might conform<br />

Framed by doubt and dreams of the end<br />

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There are no miracles, there is no resurrection<br />

Prescience is the result of a drug<br />

The holy land is a violent place<br />

Sweeping visions shall reap heavenly crusades<br />

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Denying variety and time without parallels<br />

Demanding that all follow a predetermined pattern<br />

Reducing all to absurdity to justify my fear<br />

Control is another illusion - Let go of the universe! <br />

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Still they marvel at the light from stars long dead<br />

All is transient, forever scattering<br />

Still they revel in the bloom of youth<br />

Yearning for the touch of another human being<br />

Still theories are accepted as immutable laws<br />

Wizened by lore yet ignorant of life<br />

A consequence lost is another lesson lost<br />

I know it in myself<br />

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The mistakes of chance and heredity<br />

The recessive undesirable traits<br />

The madness of singularity<br />

The foolishness of certainty and precision<br />

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I am not a rebel, but a closet aristocrat<br />

Cynical, depraved and in denial<br />

Vigor has fallen to paradox<br />

No longer can I strive or grow for I am now god<br />

I am the living trigger and the framer of thoughts<br />

Killing and reforming the archetype<br />

The futility of megalomania<br />

Looking back, I resent everythinga