The silent scream of the conscience of man As we are brought to sentience Given dominion over the sea and land To rule as we see fit
The perfect form, born from the perfect image We are the chosen
Yet as we prosper and we create We yearn to know
Thousands of years of progress In search of a higher purpose Unanswered questions to forces unknown Our pleas are met with silence
And so we wander, blind to the way Alone, abandoned and betrayed Our stricken minds now led astray Astray
Almighty One, bringer of the winds and rain We seek reprieve from our existential pain What is our purpose? What have we been put here for? What is your plan for us? Tell us what our fate has in store
I am he who lifts the sun up to the sky Bringer of night and day, creator of life Even as your knowledge grows, your minds will never know What lies beyond this world before it's your time
Cogito ergo sum Cogito ergo sumTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.