In an ever-shrinking existance Man will find new worlds to explore Will this eventually bring us closer to god Or bring god closer to us? Are we perhaps on the verge of creating him?
His father used to tell him stories of the past When life was true and ever growing As he remembers how the old man told his tales His sense of loss is overwhelming
Where is he? Where has he gone? Transcending the human form
Now fifteen years have passed since Mourning at the grave He shed his last tears and his old self The old gods died on him And others took their place And all his worship took a new form
Where are they? Where have they gone? Transcend them – into the storm
But somewhere on his way To knowledge he went wrong And his ambitions turned to madness Forlorn in misty dreams He never could conceive That his creation could surpass him
Where is he? Where has he gone? Transcending a wasted norm? Transcending a wasted norm?Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.