Lyrics
Cosmos in cold hard flux
Cosmos in cold hard flux
Consciousness bred a first tendency
The smallest element came to be
Increasingly complex this life became
The universe reflected in its way
Cosmos in cold hard flux
Consciousness waits, the stars do not
The pattern forms
What becomes of this?
Consciousness waits, the stars do not
The pattern forms
Each step more dense, a connection
Consciousness waits, the stars do not
The pattern forms
What becomes of this?
Consciousness waits, the stars do not
The pattern forms
Each step more dense, a connection
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