The Tomb Of Gilgamesh Lyrics - Tourniquet

I ask that you return me 

The years I did ignore thee 

And with my burden bury 

The weight of guilt I carry 

And lead me to the well of life 

Before my soul departs 

Now I so clearly see how I have murdered me 

And I cannot fake what I tried to make of myself - a God 

Please heal me 

The halls of countless eriudite teeming with the self deified 

Cloaked in snuffy habiliments 

No need to strive for holiness 

When beauty dies she leaves behind the scars of dreams abandoned long ago 

Where myriad wonders once repelled the onslaught of decay 

Now given to the manifold miseries of mortal dismay 

And out of joy is sorrow born the stained white halls are now forlorn 

Wisdom calls from these halls 

Now I so clearly see how I have murdered me and I cannot fake - please heal 

me 

So very wise in their own eyes 

The world's great minds will one day find 

That for life they studied, worked, and pined 

But in wisdom made by man alone that a high IQ with low regard 

Will be dethroned and from heaven barred 

Wisdom calls from these halls 

I ask that you return me 

The years I did ignore thee 

And with my burden bury 

The weight of guilt I carry 

And lead me to the well of life 

Before my soul departs