| Song | The Mass of the Earth |
| Artist | The Agonist |
| Album | Prisoners |
| I just wrote to tell you this; | |
| I did just my very best | |
| I went far but got stuck there | |
| I picked up the pieces, | |
| I was your vigilant soldierbut the mass of the earth just weighed too heavily on me | |
| How can truth be opinion? | |
| How can fact be right and wrong? | |
| The familiar turned strange, good and evil unhinged. | |
| My utilitarian comfort unsettled | |
| Consequentialist moral reasons categorically examined | |
| Self-knowledge is a loss of innocence! | |
| I heard your call to armsset off the doomsday alarm,but never heard back | |
| So, I set out alone | |
| I don’t believe all | |
| I’ve been shown | |
| A quest for truth and fact | |
| I passed a desert town | |
| Uninhabitable pastures of ash brown | |
| Abandoned structures littered like an | |
| Aerstan scene | |
| But then desperate people appeared | |
| They had lived in constant drought for ten yearsever since pollution got the best of them – wiped them clean | |
| So, I thought "I’ll take their curse away!Let them flourish, I’ll take the pain." | |
| I lifted their drought and went on my way | |
| So I’m asking you, help me carry? | |
| I’m Atlas, | |
| Jesus and | |
| HadesWon’t someone please take this weight off of me? | |
| The destination is obsolete | |
| The journey is bitter-sweet | |
| Logic and consistency do not mix with morality | |
| Justify your atrocities, the trump card never fails | |
| Remove the greed and the ego, and the consciences prevails | |
| No longer empty-handed, | |
| I stopped at the coast to restbut found a flood of people drowning in a sea of hatred | |
| They begged and pleaded "End this war!Have acceptance and peace restored!" | |
| So, I drank up all their poison oaths | |
| So I’m asking you help me carry? | |
| I’m Atlas, | |
| Jesus and | |
| HadesWon’t someone please take this weight off of me? | |
| The destination is obsolete | |
| There’s nothing left but wrong with me | |
| Global systems all degrading | |
| I’ll take the problems so the | |
| World can breathe | |
| And I have nowhere to take thewm soforever they’ll accompany me | |
| The future is much longer than the past | |
| I picked up wrongs along the wayremoved them from the mass | |
| But I still had to jettison thingsto outrun gravity and not wanting to further pollute | |
| I just left behind parts of me | |
| I’m collecting your tradition, your religion, your depression | |
| I’m trading in your affection to put us all to sleep | |
| So here I lay, bent shoulders, broken ribs | |
| I sink into the earth and all | |
| I can hope is to take this baggage to the graveone more step | |
| I cannot takeby the time you read this | |
| I’ll have passed away. |
| I just wrote to tell you this | |
| I did just my very best | |
| I went far but got stuck there | |
| I picked up the pieces, | |
| I was your vigilant soldierbut the mass of the earth just weighed too heavily on me | |
| How can truth be opinion? | |
| How can fact be right and wrong? | |
| The familiar turned strange, good and evil unhinged. | |
| My utilitarian comfort unsettled | |
| Consequentialist moral reasons categorically examined | |
| Selfknowledge is a loss of innocence! | |
| I heard your call to armsset off the doomsday alarm, but never heard back | |
| So, I set out alone | |
| I don' t believe all | |
| I' ve been shown | |
| A quest for truth and fact | |
| I passed a desert town | |
| Uninhabitable pastures of ash brown | |
| Abandoned structures littered like an | |
| Aerstan scene | |
| But then desperate people appeared | |
| They had lived in constant drought for ten yearsever since pollution got the best of them wiped them clean | |
| So, I thought " I' ll take their curse away! Let them flourish, I' ll take the pain." | |
| I lifted their drought and went on my way | |
| So I' m asking you, help me carry? | |
| I' m Atlas, | |
| Jesus and | |
| HadesWon' t someone please take this weight off of me? | |
| The destination is obsolete | |
| The journey is bittersweet | |
| Logic and consistency do not mix with morality | |
| Justify your atrocities, the trump card never fails | |
| Remove the greed and the ego, and the consciences prevails | |
| No longer emptyhanded, | |
| I stopped at the coast to restbut found a flood of people drowning in a sea of hatred | |
| They begged and pleaded " End this war! Have acceptance and peace restored!" | |
| So, I drank up all their poison oaths | |
| So I' m asking you help me carry? | |
| I' m Atlas, | |
| Jesus and | |
| HadesWon' t someone please take this weight off of me? | |
| The destination is obsolete | |
| There' s nothing left but wrong with me | |
| Global systems all degrading | |
| I' ll take the problems so the | |
| World can breathe | |
| And I have nowhere to take thewm soforever they' ll accompany me | |
| The future is much longer than the past | |
| I picked up wrongs along the wayremoved them from the mass | |
| But I still had to jettison thingsto outrun gravity and not wanting to further pollute | |
| I just left behind parts of me | |
| I' m collecting your tradition, your religion, your depression | |
| I' m trading in your affection to put us all to sleep | |
| So here I lay, bent shoulders, broken ribs | |
| I sink into the earth and all | |
| I can hope is to take this baggage to the graveone more step | |
| I cannot takeby the time you read this | |
| I' ll have passed away. |