A man, reaching with his hands, wants to understand
The way that everything fits into a plan
Striving all the time, fighting just to find
His own perfection even if it takes a life
Feeling so assured, arrogant, and pure,
That he never even questions what he sees
Trusting just his eyes, ignoring all the signs
That his experiment’s gone terribly awry
Science and a pride that masterfully collide,
Devouring all the beauty in the mind
Pushing all the time, and never satisfied,
A constant high to make us feel alive
A man, lying in his bed, painfully aware
That there’s a darkness creeping in behind his eyes
Wanting only peace, cannot get release,
Becomes a victim of the “greater good” and greed
Dying just to die, and rise into the sky,
He only stares into the bright lights, and he cries
In living one more day, no dignity remains
He’s left to wonder if technology’s to blame
Science and a pride that masterfully collide,
Devouring all the beauty in the mind
Pushing all the time, and never satisfied,
A constant high to make us feel alive
What would it take to end it all?
What happens when we lose control?
What would it take to start again?
What happens when we lose our way?
He flew too high
He touched the sky
With melted wings
He fell to shame
Science and a pride that masterfully collide,
Devouring all the beauty in the mind
Pushing all the time, and never satisfied,
A constant high to make us feel alive
credits
from Dystopia,
released December 1, 2017
Ben Daniels: Guitars, drum programming, keyboards and programming
Jeff Wheeler: Vocals, lyrics
Keith Tuggle: Bass guitar, harsh vocals
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