Dirt Poor Robins - 2077 lyrics
[Dirt Poor Robins - 2077 lyrics]
(NARRATOR) to sleep, perchance to dream for
In that sleep of death, what
Dreams may come there was no
Death for Thea and Kal, though they
Slept nigh 100 years
A sleep to heal the heartache
And a thousand natural shocks none such
Rest would grace the world outside
In just a few decades
It was dragged eons from
The beauty of their chambers cities
Slumped, like dusty graveyards
While farms and forests were
Transformed into a uniform
Buzzing sprawl an equidistant gray
Grid for in
This world, brash and fragile personas
Were an epidemic unto themselves
Proximity a
Pathology for the disease for sickness was
No longer a foreign agent
Their souls Its breeding ground
Their consolation? The
Dreariest shadow of Eden to tend
In 2077, with the World Council adjourned
A solution was cosigned by it's most powerful
Minds they claimed to have found in
Code "The Children of Perfected
Reason" In metal frames, the guides
To utopia to each citizen, their
Own as a gift, a multiplicity of stars with
A singular will: the
Ushers the Cleansers the Cure the SAINTS
It was at this moment that Thea and Kal awoke
In that sleep of death, what
Dreams may come there was no
Death for Thea and Kal, though they
Slept nigh 100 years
A sleep to heal the heartache
And a thousand natural shocks none such
Rest would grace the world outside
In just a few decades
It was dragged eons from
The beauty of their chambers cities
Slumped, like dusty graveyards
While farms and forests were
Transformed into a uniform
Buzzing sprawl an equidistant gray
Grid for in
This world, brash and fragile personas
Were an epidemic unto themselves
Proximity a
Pathology for the disease for sickness was
No longer a foreign agent
Their souls Its breeding ground
Their consolation? The
Dreariest shadow of Eden to tend
In 2077, with the World Council adjourned
A solution was cosigned by it's most powerful
Minds they claimed to have found in
Code "The Children of Perfected
Reason" In metal frames, the guides
To utopia to each citizen, their
Own as a gift, a multiplicity of stars with
A singular will: the
Ushers the Cleansers the Cure the SAINTS
It was at this moment that Thea and Kal awoke