Theory of life, divine intervention Of result of chance Statistical happenstance? Time after time I wonder why we're here Lost in a world bound to collapse on us
Science — will you help us to survive? Science — of destroy the Human Kind?
When I was a child I used to be afraid In a world endangered by the reckless pride of men In a world where profit egoism and thoughtlessness Are a plague and the common roots Of what they call «progress»
Born in the wealth of our western world I never suffered from hunger of from thirst Closing my eyes I can't erase the pictures Of suffering and pain of agonizing children
Silence — for the good of Human Kind Silence — until the end of time
When I was a child I used to be afraid In a world endangered by the reckless pride of men In a world where profit egoism and thoughtlessness Are a plague and the common roots Of what they call «progress»
Look at us now Your own creation How we grew up Stronger than Gods and Devils
Theory Of Life, Cradled by fear of death We're mortal toys In your hands.
Tell me it's not too late to change The plot of that absurd tragedy Don't tell me it's already sealed Everything's written by the hand By the hand of men
When I was a child I used to be afraid In a world endangered by the reckless pride of men In a world where profit egoism and thoughtlessness Are a plague and the common roots Of what they call «progress»Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
