The placement of man rests on himself Ever wandering through life's library refusing to open its books A quality of thought If not meant to be wise no faculty of knowledge would be A philosopher compounding the chemicals of life From every altar and shrine a river of compromise flows Replacement of god with man and man with machine So they say, the transference shows So they say, temple builders laboring So they say, no place for little minds So they say, and fall in darkness One that is whole or a truth composed of experiences As the story grows it takes a life of its own None to ever know The way to escape is by outgrowing Possessed by worldliness Trapped by consequence of false allegiance Transmute the pain to spiritual integrity You are free among worldly things Materiality has failed Science batters itself impatiently with the barriers of the unknown A deal is struck between items for the soul Exchange of a eternal truth for tickled ears The corner of earth to build on is yourself One believes from conditioning To know is the mountain we feel Use the right to be unhappy Through it pain will deliver you Love for temporary servitude is a pillow for the lazy Break the chains you wear as fashion Be reborn They know the power of the unknown Its why the shadow of mind hates you Using stimulation to hide the motive behind They don't care about you You are cattle to themTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
