[Intro: Andrea Storm Kaden]
Beyond the ocean, a lighthouse is waiting for me
The Great Chain in motion, beneath the waves of the sea
Into the city, all good things flow
The sweat on your brow is what you reap and sow
Forge your own fortune from salt and from sand
No gods or kings, only man
[Verse 1: Skllkruncher13]
Folks told me, "Son, you won the gene pool"
So I guess I had a head start on these fools
Doesn't take a winter blast for Jack to keep cool
But isolation in the deep blue can be cruel
I descended the depths fathom by fathom
As if the ocean opened up and I've been cast in a chasm
Upon a sweeping seascape where genetic accidents happen
But don't blame EVE, the cause of the fall had to be ADAM
If you believe the sweat of your brow oughta be yours
Listen to Andrew Ryan, the philosophical entrepreneur
He might've put me on blast, but I'll get past his thugs
I asked who Fontaine was, and Atlas shrugged
Welcome to Rapture, where we sell, manufacture
Evolution, natural selection's happening faster
Were you shocked when I said I was nothing less than electric?
This city's dead but I bet that I can resurrect it
Like a Lazarus Vector, giving breath to the breathless
I will never let a single engine rest in Hephaestus
Yeah, I'm getting more dependent on medkits
My doctor's got sick demented obsessions
For promising pretty, you'll get less than perfection
Remember, ugliness is an aggressive infection
Forget the Hippocratic oath, that has been neglected
No wonder this operation has become so gut-wrenchin'
I better collect every weapon and any effective invention
To make 'em vanish like Houdini, pumpin' lead in these Leadheads
I call it artwork, want it censored? Forget it
I got a killer's disposition, guess it's genetic
If death is a choice, then I reject it
Beyond the ocean, a lighthouse is waiting for me
The Great Chain in motion, beneath the waves of the sea
Into the city, all good things flow
The sweat on your brow is what you reap and sow
Forge your own fortune from salt and from sand
No gods or kings, only man
[Verse 1: Skllkruncher13]
Folks told me, "Son, you won the gene pool"
So I guess I had a head start on these fools
Doesn't take a winter blast for Jack to keep cool
But isolation in the deep blue can be cruel
I descended the depths fathom by fathom
As if the ocean opened up and I've been cast in a chasm
Upon a sweeping seascape where genetic accidents happen
But don't blame EVE, the cause of the fall had to be ADAM
If you believe the sweat of your brow oughta be yours
Listen to Andrew Ryan, the philosophical entrepreneur
He might've put me on blast, but I'll get past his thugs
I asked who Fontaine was, and Atlas shrugged
Welcome to Rapture, where we sell, manufacture
Evolution, natural selection's happening faster
Were you shocked when I said I was nothing less than electric?
This city's dead but I bet that I can resurrect it
Like a Lazarus Vector, giving breath to the breathless
I will never let a single engine rest in Hephaestus
Yeah, I'm getting more dependent on medkits
My doctor's got sick demented obsessions
For promising pretty, you'll get less than perfection
Remember, ugliness is an aggressive infection
Forget the Hippocratic oath, that has been neglected
No wonder this operation has become so gut-wrenchin'
I better collect every weapon and any effective invention
To make 'em vanish like Houdini, pumpin' lead in these Leadheads
I call it artwork, want it censored? Forget it
I got a killer's disposition, guess it's genetic
If death is a choice, then I reject it
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