From above and around, Observation are collected Knowledge is taken in by curious life forms That may bring hope from beyond Beneath the giver of life, our sun An examination of another kind is done
A view from those who stood high And breathed the sky An opinion from below and from above
Some were decided, some were not A few looked away, but none forgot
Chorus: Misanthrope Hater of all manking There is some hope For those who own their mind They came, they saw and acknowledged Some good, some bad Opinion: dangerous
Solo: schuldinger
Stay where you are, don't get consumed By what they created from sheer neglect In denial of years and years of Shattered souls That were lost to the power of Fragile, frightfuul minds