about
Rapture.
lyrics
A man chooses, A slave obeys
So obey the city, would you kindly?
The great will not be constrained by the small
The more you explore
the more you'll find that there are
No gods or kings, only man
Before the final rat has eaten the last gram of you
The city will have returned, it will come alive
We all make choices but in the end our choices make us
Altruism is the root of all wickedness
You should only fend for yourself
But what's the difference between a man and a parasite?
A man builds, a man creates, a man invents
A parasite says "Where is my share?",
"What will the neighbors think?"
Watch out, you might tread on the toes of God.
A man chooses, a slave obeys so choose to lead
Take control of your fate
Reach the surface
credits
license
all rights reserved