It's the mankind's mistake to believe that we all are part of the plan,
That at the end stands always the crown of a sweet evolution...
The h*mo superior - God's present for a world...
The h*mo superior - God's present for this world...
But when the gold starts to fade and the flesh is flowing from the bones,
When worms and flies become ruler we have to see the mistake...
Archimedes and a penduluum, Galileo and the world as a potter's wheel,
DaVinci and a gravity, Pi and Pythagoras in love...
My accusation to the mankind, then everything is finitly...
My accusation to the mankind, then at the end there's always an end...
It's such a great mistake to believe that hairless apes could be kings at the end of our time,
That they could reign a realm of humanity, justice and democracy at the end of our time,
In plotting wars, in k**ing skies, in beeding deons and preaching lies til to the end of our times...
The devil has so many names, the mankind only one in the mind of our past...
My accusation...