The self destruction of the human race wasn’t a problem for Elohim All history of the man was only conflict But now weapons are gleams There are checks and there are bad There are the wise and there are the mad
Qualification: stranger Origin: stranger But we are them Physical shape: unknown Language: unknown But we are them
Contact, contact, contact Everywhere is the contact Contact, contact, contact Who can deny this fact?
We are the creators; we guide the fate of men The only designers, we create the flesh We are the creators; we guide the fate of men The sky isn’t anymore a fortress The ground spies perceive us
A day, a Greek named Icarus wanted to fly With his wax wings he approached the sun He died…oh… But his idea continued to haunt all the minds In the twentieth century birds became steel But they will die too
And fishes also became some steel The man knew how to transform the nature But he did not make that to transform it And today he can make the earth die
Qualification: stranger Origin: stranger But we are them Physical shape: unknown Language: unknown But we are them
Contact, contact, contact Everywhere is the contact Contact, contact, contact Who can deny this fact?
We are the creators; we guide the fate of men The only designers, we create the flesh We are the creators; we guide the fate of men The only designers, we create the flesh The sky isn’t anymore a fortress The ground spies perceive usTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
