Sep 2015
my life
is going to cost me dearly.
i didn't ask
for any of this.
my body and soul,
signed away before birth.
the devil takes me.
i try to sell my time into slavery:
it's all i've got, it's all i've got.
but i'm dead labour and depressed.
my life
is going to cost me dearly.
i didn't ask
for any of this.
and could it even be
that i'm in fact a lucky one?
aye, but there are luckier still
and always those less fortunate
while history remains that which it was made into;
the higher up you go, the less gratitude there is.
in retrospect, to never have been
would have been more than enough for me.
my life
is going to cost me dearly.
i didn't ask
for any of this.
is going to cost me dearly.
i didn't ask
for any of this.
my body and soul,
signed away before birth.
the devil takes me.
i try to sell my time into slavery:
it's all i've got, it's all i've got.
but i'm dead labour and depressed.
my life
is going to cost me dearly.
i didn't ask
for any of this.
and could it even be
that i'm in fact a lucky one?
aye, but there are luckier still
and always those less fortunate
while history remains that which it was made into;
the higher up you go, the less gratitude there is.
in retrospect, to never have been
would have been more than enough for me.
my life
is going to cost me dearly.
i didn't ask
for any of this.
(i must demand—no!—we must
bring about something radically different,
from the very roots!—we must
bring about the stillest hour, bring the totality to a halt,
begin from the beginning, and bear our truth!
keep your comrades in sight, carry courage in your breast—
from the depth i cry up, from the depth i cry up,
from the depth i cry up to thee!)
bring about something radically different,
from the very roots!—we must
bring about the stillest hour, bring the totality to a halt,
begin from the beginning, and bear our truth!
keep your comrades in sight, carry courage in your breast—
from the depth i cry up, from the depth i cry up,
from the depth i cry up to thee!)
