Count
The ways to weigh the value
Of a life that's lost
One could count a thousand
You count just one
Come ignorance
Come knowledge
No means are good enough
Famished our freedom
Bound now to icons of holy
Apathy in sympathy
Hell to pay for heavens way
What is the worth of a concept come flesh?
Aberrance from nature
That once was
But no more
In a rite of passage
One lost
One not
One shall emerge not wiser
But no longer blind
Famished our freedom
Bound now to icons of holy
Apathy in sympathy
Hell to pay for heavens way
Go whence we came
Regression
Is the only way