歌词
Some live, some die
Everybody wonders why we're here
Should we even try?
Philosophers lost in the night
A beacon in the distance
You gotta turn around
Its vestige dimly flickers in elocution sound
The modernist's chronometer uptight and underwhelmed
Pretensions of a higher ground
Higher ground
Suspective paradise found
Adam's atoms resound
Economy of nature
The dead and shallow graves
The particles of happiness elude us in remains
A psychosymbiotical reflection on the waves
Eternal as the night and day
Night and day
Omnipresent sealers of fate
Adam's atoms remain
(Aah-ah-aah-ah)
(Ooh-ooh)
The righteous opposition has led us all astray
One side against the other, one loses, one reclaimed
And if reconciliation eludes us everyday
Then will we ever find a way?
Find a way
Not with a religionist's gaze
Adam's atoms remain
Adam's atoms betray
Adam's atoms remain