My Elysium

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 story's 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 tights
 The tide is turning
 Good judgement
 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