Paradise Lost

I got a soul to squeeze
through the barren trees
walk the beggars, on dirt roads
who promised to fullfill prophecies
that the meek shall inherit earth

or so it was written

in deep caverns lie carvings
of lost cities, and black holes
the sins of our forefathers remain
to remind us of biblical scrolls
we have broken upon our backs

or so it was written

I got a soul to squeeze
through perilous misty mountains
on the road to a paradise lost
to sip from the mythical fountain
so that we may all live forever

or so it was written