Life itself has lost appeal In a combination of paradigms Interpellate God, the great safeguard For a postmodern vision
In a blink in science Faith is weakens In thousand thoughts
At the paradox of realms Seduced and obsessed At their halftime paradise Poorly gratified
Self-convicted that life can be encoded Within books of their imperious knowledge Behind a colonialist narrative I see it in your conceited sensitivity
Wises bluffed by his own self From an optic at the human's border Space-time of deity cannot be reduced To the mensuration of cognizable life
A description of what they see It's a piece of their quantified soul Beliefs turned into demonstrations Is still a war between ink and paper
A construction of new reality That born under the other truth And sells with pure fallacy To convince a merchant audience
That needs faith sustained in science Making up their quantified soulTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
