Из альбома: The Serpent Servant
Anything goes
When every thing's gone, anything goes
Theories without real foundation, blind folds entire nations, idols as big as your bank account is
No compromise
Your gods resemble humanity, the irony is they are inferior and nonfunctional in their making
Are we here by chance?
That would make our circumstance absolutely worthless, flesh n blood without purpose
Are you part of no bigger scheme?
Don't bother with self esteem, are we all but fading dreams
From sunrise to sunset are we part of this big accident
The vastness of space, the delicacy of your face, the artistry of nature, all without a painter
I don't have enough faith to buy into that
When every thing's gone, anything goes