Atlas Died (Lost at Sea)

Beneath the deep atlantic sea,
There lies a city proud and free,
Where everyone inside can be
A link that pulls the greatest chain.
We chose a different, better fate
And built a new, ambitious state,
But all our efforts died in vain.

O rise, Rapture, rise,
Your greatness has a price.
The songbird and the preacher know,
You've let the seeds of downfall grow.

From Adam and from Eve we came,
Evolving, rising, reaching fame,
But in the end it's all the same,
For Rapture brings it's children down.
The city eats the weak and grins,
A foul foundation built on sins
And with our failures we shall drown.

O weep, Rapture, weep,
Your pathway is too steep.
You turned on us and we on you,
The day we pay our debts is due.

So would you kindly come and die
And say the world outside goodbye?
There is no time to stop and cry,
The devolution will go on.
The stream of plasmid sways and swirls
And we devour little girls,
To wage a war that can't be won.

O fall, Rapture, fall,
The windows saw it all.
The outcome here can not be changed,
The city's mad, we're all deranged.

No gods, no kings, just greedy men.
Like wolfs inside a sunken den,
They're fighting to their deaths and then
Will leave decaying dreams behind.
The metal and the glass remains
While folly and corruption reigns,
For Atlas shrugged, but he was blind.

O die, Rapture, die,
Your long lost son is nigh.
We welcome him, we're lost at sea,
We built a prison to be free.

A man did choose, a slave obeyed,
But was this ending really fate?
Or was it conjured by our hate
And are the brightest not to blame?
We're all at fault, we paid the price
And brought about our own demise,
The best are dead, they died in shame.

Now rest, Rapture, rest,
Beneath the ocean's crest.
Atlantis is not made to thrive,
Just little sisters will survive.