The lantern's too dim,
And the earth's a hole.
We expect the fall to stop and to die,
But there's never been enough light
To see the bottom.
If you've been told you can know when, that's a lie.
Same as ever,
When I get home I'll work again.
Of all the things that can end my life,
I'm most afraid of me.
So I can't stop being a lifeless machine.
If I'm not this, I am a mortal,
And I can't be.
I hope we wake up in a
Communistic dreamland too.
Believe me, I want it
At least as much as you do.
But it's the werewolf inside us
That swallows the human whole;
Go build your garden on Charon,
But you can't terraform a soul.
Even in a flawless society, half of Montana'd still be hooked on meth.
Even immaculate science will not take away the sting of death.
In a communistic dreamland...
's e aisling a bh' ann an an nèamh seo.
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