Sparring with the paramount crime: Our whim is our purpose Staring through the molecular glaze, May we discover the bounty of age? We project and transcend, You’ve served your time He who confides in unwritten law, Is the man who cries the Nile Life is much more beautiful, When it means nothing at all!
The shameless difference between Life within the grains, of a mans jaw Or the nectar of the hemlock’s roots Cchallenge the absurd Every, living way
Knowledge is my own!
Victory for those who revel in A new discourse, owners of thoughts Alive, the union of our sorrows The shaded respite Light from darkness
Knowledge is my own!
Down from the tree, His steady hands carve, A return to the earth Sentient at his time, For he stared into the mirror of possibilityTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
