Vaalbara

You’ve been torn between opposing forces
The drag of this contingent event is unbearable because of these tectonics that
Shift beneath your feet
It is arrogant to disregard and foolish to turn away
An ignorant bliss does not exist in a reality that ceases to live
You are falling forward while falling back
Too adorned with blemishes that hide the facts
This world around you is drifting through an ocean that despises you, and the Continent is not content with being connected, you’re relative

Until torn and tattered, departed and disgraced
The life you contrive will have no place
Beget and begotten, your will erased
Its geography has been razed
You are falling forward while falling back
Too adorned with blemishes that hide the facts
You’ve been torn between opposing forces
Until torn and tattered, departed and disgraced
The life you contrive will have no place

Left with only soil beneath your fingernails from the potter’s field
Six feet under lay the vaulted graves of bodies that didn’t yield
This world around you is drifting through an ocean that despises you, and the
Continent is not content with being connected, you’re relative
Six feet under lay the vaulted graves of bodies that did not yield