He went in search of good men and found the apes of their ideals
And found that any man who masters seems to keep the critics at his heels
And he knows when he sows substance he is gonna reap the wrath
Of those who do not and want him to walk the same path
But there is fresh earth by the grave that the looters dug
Watch the world roll in when Atlas shrugs
And for no good reason at all
Another city falls
When it rains in the city, they run and hide their heads
And they nurse those wounds that never even really bled
And they ask for help from everybody but themselves
And they talk about truth like they would about wizards and elves
And there is fresh earth by the grave that the looters dug
Watch the world roll in when Atlas shrugs
And for no good reason at all
Another city falls
Brick by brick, and line by line, precept by precept
The world gets built with the power of a focused mind
I address every fear as an attempt on my existence
Because I can't concede a sanction to appropriate my own end
And there is fresh earth by the grave that the looters dug
And we'll bury them all when Atlas shrugs
The metropolis of my mind is standin' tall
And this city isn't gonna fall