Globus Hystericus Lyrics

Song	Globus Hystericus
Artist	The Agonist
Album	Lullabies For The Dormant Mind
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	作曲 : Agonist
	What says the
	Tree to his friends the
	Rocks? When he lives and breathes they sit and mock?
	And he grows strong, for centuries long, but one he dies and begins to rot. â€œ
	We will last intact this way!
	And you my friend, will soon decay!â€ â€œ
	But I can breathe -- am commensal; the shade, the fruits, the nests on bough.
	And if with this, my time finite,
	I'm glad to have spent it doing right.â€
	But Rocks prefer to simply sit.
	To gain none, lost none, just exist.
	But nary should an ocean rise, they'd become sand and disappear with the tides.
	When trees ignite a cyclical life, from plant to animal to
	Earth and back; whom, even when their roots are ploughed, have left exponential impact.
	And so, the greedy human kind, to conquer trees tall, mountains high, erects gigantic splinters of steel that shame forests, make mountains to kneel.
	And progress spreads like moss on a stone.
	Evolution dictates that men are prone to outdo those that came before. â€œ
	You see? We'll last forever more!â€
	We improve what nature made.
	We'll challenge mountains, transplant lakes.
	There is no confirmed master plan.
	We do it just because we can.
	But foolish is the one who complacently thinks himself
	King because when
	Time erodes the past what remains are
	Nature's things.
	Quite Shakespearean duals, those between parent and offspring are!
	As Chronos devours his
	Son, Gaia to mankind so starts.
	Metal rusts, cement crumbles.
	To err is human, not divine.
	Prayers are so intently mumbled when proud man is forces to decline.
	Steel, concrete, technology may stand intact for centuries, but faces with wind or flood or quake, like toys will crumble, bend and break.
	I say with actions what you do with words.
	For we're the moss; the
	Earth -- the stone, so let us do as did the
	Tree. For silence will long be ignored, and action recognized quickly.
	We won't outlive our generation but our impact surely will.
	This -- the
	Rocks' humiliation -- when they witness we are still alive in what we've left for others, like
	Nature gives, so selflessly.
	So pay respect to out true
	Mother and take your rank amongst the
	Trees.

	zuo qu : Agonist
	What says the
	Tree to his friends the
	Rocks? When he lives and breathes they sit and mock?
	And he grows strong, for centuries long, but one he dies and begins to rot.
	We will last intact this way!
	And you my friend, will soon decay!
	But I can breathe am commensal the shade, the fruits, the nests on bough.
	And if with this, my time finite,
	I' m glad to have spent it doing right.
	But Rocks prefer to simply sit.
	To gain none, lost none, just exist.
	But nary should an ocean rise, they' d become sand and disappear with the tides.
	When trees ignite a cyclical life, from plant to animal to
	Earth and back whom, even when their roots are ploughed, have left exponential impact.
	And so, the greedy human kind, to conquer trees tall, mountains high, erects gigantic splinters of steel that shame forests, make mountains to kneel.
	And progress spreads like moss on a stone.
	Evolution dictates that men are prone to outdo those that came before.
	You see? We' ll last forever more!
	We improve what nature made.
	We' ll challenge mountains, transplant lakes.
	There is no confirmed master plan.
	We do it just because we can.
	But foolish is the one who complacently thinks himself
	King because when
	Time erodes the past what remains are
	Nature' s things.
	Quite Shakespearean duals, those between parent and offspring are!
	As Chronos devours his
	Son, Gaia to mankind so starts.
	Metal rusts, cement crumbles.
	To err is human, not divine.
	Prayers are so intently mumbled when proud man is forces to decline.
	Steel, concrete, technology may stand intact for centuries, but faces with wind or flood or quake, like toys will crumble, bend and break.
	I say with actions what you do with words.
	For we' re the moss the
	Earth the stone, so let us do as did the
	Tree. For silence will long be ignored, and action recognized quickly.
	We won' t outlive our generation but our impact surely will.
	This the
	Rocks' humiliation when they witness we are still alive in what we' ve left for others, like
	Nature gives, so selflessly.
	So pay respect to out true
	Mother and take your rank amongst the
	Trees.

	zuò qǔ : Agonist
	What says the
	Tree to his friends the
	Rocks? When he lives and breathes they sit and mock?
	And he grows strong, for centuries long, but one he dies and begins to rot.
	We will last intact this way!
	And you my friend, will soon decay!
	But I can breathe am commensal the shade, the fruits, the nests on bough.
	And if with this, my time finite,
	I' m glad to have spent it doing right.
	But Rocks prefer to simply sit.
	To gain none, lost none, just exist.
	But nary should an ocean rise, they' d become sand and disappear with the tides.
	When trees ignite a cyclical life, from plant to animal to
	Earth and back whom, even when their roots are ploughed, have left exponential impact.
	And so, the greedy human kind, to conquer trees tall, mountains high, erects gigantic splinters of steel that shame forests, make mountains to kneel.
	And progress spreads like moss on a stone.
	Evolution dictates that men are prone to outdo those that came before.
	You see? We' ll last forever more!
	We improve what nature made.
	We' ll challenge mountains, transplant lakes.
	There is no confirmed master plan.
	We do it just because we can.
	But foolish is the one who complacently thinks himself
	King because when
	Time erodes the past what remains are
	Nature' s things.
	Quite Shakespearean duals, those between parent and offspring are!
	As Chronos devours his
	Son, Gaia to mankind so starts.
	Metal rusts, cement crumbles.
	To err is human, not divine.
	Prayers are so intently mumbled when proud man is forces to decline.
	Steel, concrete, technology may stand intact for centuries, but faces with wind or flood or quake, like toys will crumble, bend and break.
	I say with actions what you do with words.
	For we' re the moss the
	Earth the stone, so let us do as did the
	Tree. For silence will long be ignored, and action recognized quickly.
	We won' t outlive our generation but our impact surely will.
	This the
	Rocks' humiliation when they witness we are still alive in what we' ve left for others, like
	Nature gives, so selflessly.
	So pay respect to out true
	Mother and take your rank amongst the
	Trees.

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