We've conquered everything
These minds and these machines
By our hands the earth stops its spin
And with our will it begins again
But our first breath is as our last
Will the heavens still shine without our gaze?
And will the seasons still pa** if there's no one to count the days?
We fade like the summer leaves in fall
Then drift with the winters wind
And still we thought that we were gods
But we're nothing more
Than a grain of sand in time
We've conquered everything, these minds and these machines
By our hands the earth stops its spin, and with our will it begins again
But when the mountains turn to dust, and the rivers all run dry
When my final breath has come and gone, this place will carry on
We are nothing more than grains of sand on the shores of time