My Elysium Songtext
von Alastria

They often spoke of a place
Divine in all its grace
Meticulous in blinding us with their synthetic lies
Encapsulate our fear and uncertainty
In stories told by prophets from another time
Punishment for the weak
Nirvana for those who blur the lines of morality
This future seems so bleak
As we come to terms with our mortality


My Elysium will make me succumb to the Eden inside
My Elysium condemns what I′ve done
And blackens my once sacred paradise
My Elysium will make me succumb to the Eden inside
My Elysium condemns what I've done
And blackens my once sacred paradise

You seem conflicted
So paint a picture
Mothers, fathers holding sons and daughters tight
The tide is turning
Good judgment overruling gods and kings and past designs

My Elysium will make me succumb to the Eden inside
My Elysium condemns what I′ve done
And blackens my once sacred paradise