| Lyrics: | Mysterious objects of flight on a voyage
To correct what they have done, what we are
doing
Perhaps submerged, living in the inner most
Recesses of the planet -- no choice
but
To adapt to an underground world
Limiting our passages of thought
Are they the
examples of regression
A life form's abusive progression
In a realm so vast, we sit among
the Vacnt Planets
So many worlds yet to be seen that once have shared
The same
effects that come from greed, mass production
Perhaps submerged, living in the inner
most
Recesses of the planet -- no choice but
To adapt to an underground
world
Limiting our passages of thought
Are they the examples of regression
A life
form's abusive progression |
