A Hill To Die Upon - We Soulless Men lyrics

"They wanted, as we say, 'to call their souls their own.' but that means to live a lie, for our souls are not, in fact, our own." - C.S. Lewis, The Problem of Pain The continuum I behold, such is my inner want Not that I should bold above that which is not around me The art of soul is now meaningless As I behold my total lack of self Lo! Demeter Behold the eart Above and below Thou makest believe Uncreated! Above the sphere Rebellious globe Thou makes us believe Why, oh why, are we left? To be sin in such perfect a place The desolate mind is so perfectly spoiled In the eyes of a raptures snake Eyes of a raptures snake Hear me speak, brothers of the earth My words that shattered like clay So I speak as if thou were a child Lest fire besiegeth thy hearts Beckon forth! The soulless mankind Standing in ranks of thousands still more But this fate is what I have always feared for we soulless men We soulless men