Those Who Carried On

Inside their little world
 They tried to be understood
 But all that came of it was a mess
 So sort it out in conversations
 Devout apparitions
 Would say they're horrid, nonetheless
 Once more, their heads are caving in
 There's a window that jarred on their conscience
 Once more, they're left remembering
 To the people who picked up their arms and legs
 And carried on
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 They pulled apart their own ego at the seams
 And spilled their organs everywhere
 Caught in polarized degrees
 They may decay again, so beware
 These are people too backwards to die out
 They may never escape from the rise now
 They may never come back
 Crumbling still, their little world rebuilt
 Couldn't be endured now
 There's nothing left but gone to waste
 So sort it out with new perspectives
 Reused and defective
 They challenged gods face to face
 Once more, their head had caved in
 And the past lingered nearby a locked door
 Once more, they have revisited
 Something over and over and over again
 And carried on
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 So after all these years
 They remained a form of art
 'Cause they had problems from the start
 Though they acted on a dare
 There's nothing stopping them, so beware
 These are people too fearless to die out
 Though they'll never escape from the rise now
 You'd say that things have improved, right?
 You'd say that things have improved, right?