Tell me, Mechanist, is it true? Does none of it bother you?
Once upon a time Upon a time behind us The mechanist inclined Clockworks of time define us Who you are, who you are; Merely springs that tick The time of things away
The cry from the beast is just the noise Of a spring that you have touched Not a human: not a voice
If only we could go back to the start (Tell me, mechanist, is it true?) We would see we’re not that far apart (Does none of it bother you?) Realize the likeness of our hearts If we could go back to the start
One and the same Likely to one another But the mechanist inclined Merely our kind can suffer Who you are, who you are Does it justify Pleasing your palate With the other’s blood?
Tell me why, have the writings on the wall Nor the dawn of DNA, Changed a single thing at all?
If only we could go back to the start (Tell me, mechanist, is it true?) We would see we’re not that far apart (Does none of it bother you?) Realize the likeness of our hearts If we could go back to the start
Closing Collision: The end of our divide Savor the flavor Of our ancestry rites Closing Collision: We’ll realize in time No opposition We’re genetically entwined