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The Albatross

from The Mark of Man by The Mark of Man

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The Albatross

Our children and swine, betrothed to the misery we have bequeathed
Dressed to the nines in our failures, a pound of flesh, an ounce of sympathy

What have we become?
This monolith of moral isolation
We are their “lords and masters”
And we are their only hope
With the still hearts in our chests
How could we not be ashamed?

The child and the sow cower beneath the separation
As we tower above, void of indignation

This is the autonomous behemoth we have become
Free from the weight of the conscience
Free from pleas of those below

What have we become?
This monolith of moral isolation
We are their “lords and masters”
And we are their only hope
With the still hearts in our chests
How could we not be ashamed?

This heart is cold
This heart is dead
This heart is ours

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from The Mark of Man, released July 19, 2010

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The Mark of Man make no compromises. We are angry. We are sorrowful. We want change. We express this through music we find both cathartic and fulfilling. Please listen.

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