“When the circle is shaken with its final earthquake the circle discharges its burdens and man says what is wrong with it?
that day, it will report its news because someone has commanded it.
the people will depart, separated into groups to be shown the result of their deeds
So whoever does an atom’s weight of good will see it and whoever does an atom’s weight of evil will see it.”
they say we’re so old fashioned,
our rites won’t help us.
we’re the dumbest so called beautiful people we’re the most impassioned ugly people, they say but what come as a stranger, it will be back as a stranger as well
you’re not the one who forced us to bow down
we’re so destined to be the obscured one
but you will never realized that sooner or later,
and before your very eyes, we’ll get closer to the day
for all those tired eyes, for all those collapsible lungs for all those who bitter and jaded,
we’ll be just moving on