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Jt Music - Rapture Rising Reimagined Lyrics

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

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 descend the depths fathom by fathom
As if the ocean opened up and
I've been cast in a chasm
Upon a sweeping seascape
Genetic accidents happened
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 you can 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
An engine never rests in Hephaestus
Like a Lazarus vector
Giving breath to the breathless (gasp)
I'm getting quite dependent on med kit's
I just met a demented
Doctor obsessed with perfection
You promised me pretty, Steinman
Why did I get this?
I treated your ugliness like an infection!
That's why I took a wrench when
I went to the dentist
And my smile was dazzlin' after
Bashin' his head in collectin' weapons
Makin' effective inventions
I'll make you vanish like Houdini
When I pump lead in you lead heads
I call it artwork
Want it censored? Forget it
I got a killer's disposition
I guess it's genetic
Death is a choice that I rejected!

Rise, rapture, rise
We turn our hopes up to the skies
Rise, rapture, rise
We'll go down with our sinking paradise

Roll up my sleeves
So blood will not get on'em
These shackles remind me I
Started from the bottom hello little fish
Have you had your cherry popped?
I'm a grown man, dammit
I ain't scared of shots
Shots shots shots shots now my
Veins are on fire
Rearrangin' DNA? Sounds like
Playing with fire
Sciences are practiced with a
Lack of moral guidance
Splicers seek to satisfy their
Sick sadistic vices victims become villains
Angry vandals turn to violence
Sickly children sticking by their
Less than gentle giants
Minds manipulated by the parasite inside'em
But if you're a parasite in Ryan's eyes
You're put to silence
The great and strong will not yield
To the weak and feeble
Better change your DNA if you'd
Like to fight as equals
Harvest Adam, feed on eve
It doesn't make me evil
Because my survival rides on getting
Power to the people
Dozens of desperate denizens
Deal with deprivation
But let's be fair, laissez-faire
Forget the regulations
This economy's perfectly working without you
Now let me fill my craving
At the circus of values
Drawn to this city, like a moth to a flame
Fallin' from grace
Swallowed by a watery grave
Now I'll frolic on this stage
I'm a part in a play
Like I was nothing but a puppet
Just a pawn in the game
Lookin' for something to set me
Apart from a slave

Rise

Rapture is bleeding through cracks
That are leaking
Dwindling memories tell secrets
They're keeping
Demons disguised by benign masquerades
Angels climb out of their graves

Mind over matter is the
Practice I'm preachin'
How else could I achieve feats of telekinesis
And I'm an expert at
Hacking past your defense
Then I'll attack you like a
Swarm from a hornet nest (buzz off)
The gatherer's garden ain't runnin'
Short of guests, I've been cleaning'em out
I can afford the best hey!
Do you wish your waist was slimmer? (Yes)
Or your chin was chiseled more? (Huh?)
Careful, vanity could send us into civil war
In a utopia
Who's gonna wanna scrub the toilets?
The people in apollo square
Got no other choices
I know how this is gonna end
But I don't wanna spoil it
You try to seize my city?
Time that I destroy it!
Just relax, big daddy, I command ya
Strike a pose, smile for the camera
I think objectively, just like ayn rand does
Attention: Will the real Fontaine stand up?
A man chooses, unlike a slave
Who never strays from the path
That his master paves
Follows every order and does
Everything they say
Now would you kindly obey? Obey

Rise, rapture, rise
We turn our hopes up to the skies
Rise, rapture, rise
We'll go down with our sinking paradise

My city is thriving (rise, rapture, rise)
Your allies, choose them wisely (we turn our hopes up to the skies)
Our rapture is rising (rise, rapture, rise)
Stand with us, would you kindly? (We'll go down with our sinking paradise)
Rise