Tourniquet - The Tomb Of Gilgamesh lyrics

I ask that you return me The years I did ignore thee And with my burden bury The weight of guilt I carry And lead me to the well of life Before my soul departs Now I so clearly see how I have murdered me And I cannot fake what I tried to make of myself - a God Please heal me The halls of countless eriudite teeming with the self deified Cloaked in snuffy habiliments No need to strive for holiness When beauty dies she leaves behind the scars of dreams abandoned long ago Where myriad wonders once repelled the onslaught of decay Now given to the manifold miseries of mortal dismay And out of joy is sorrow born the stained white halls are now forlorn Wisdom calls from these halls Now I so clearly see how I have murdered me and I cannot fake - please heal me So very wise in their own eyes The world's great minds will one day find That for life they studied, worked, and pined But in wisdom made by man alone that a high IQ with low regard Will be dethroned and from heaven barred Wisdom calls from these halls I ask that you return me The years I did ignore thee And with my burden bury The weight of guilt I carry And lead me to the well of life Before my soul departs