The seed of knowledge do we seek
Until our hearts lay broken dead;
We never ever reach our peek,
And skies go black, and stars go red...

The seed of flesh do we accuse
To carry us to nowhere's land;
But who's to blame, tell me, my muse?
The corpse of Hope lies in our hand...

We are all doomed to never find
The beauty that we couldn't see;
As blindness covers all mankind
And Hybris lurks in you, in me...

There is no love, there is just pain
And to the one who seeks his God
I speak and say he'll search in vain
As diamonds die soon in mood...

...But my beseech has come to end...
We feel no more, we sell, we buy,
We build machines and wreck the Mind
And let the Mankind Spirit die...

We die by our only hand
And stars are weeping every night;
Who cares? Who sees? The promised land
Is dead: We brought him under blight..