Atlas wept for the world above
And for the burden that he bears.
A weight waylaid by mortal love,
A weight made heavy by despair.
Shoulders burning on aether shores
Orchestral spheres fall into view.
Conducted celestial tears,
Run glacial currents of blue...
And Red.
Always Red,
This knight of that crimson hue
Forgot the purpose of his charge,
Cast off all the burdens that he knew.
Sadly,
That includes me and you.
May 6, 2015
May 6, 2015 at 7:06 PM UTC
Atlas wept for the world above
And for the burden that he bears.
A weight waylaid by mortal love,
A weight made heavy by despair.
Shoulders burning on aether shores
Orchestral spheres fall into view.
Conducted celestial tears,
Run glacial currents of blue...
And Red.
Always Red,
This knight of that crimson hue
Forgot the purpose of his charge,
Cast off all the burdens that he knew.
Sadly,
That includes me and you.
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