Climing the highest mountain Diving the deepest sea Curing the deadly diseases Developed by man in the past
Launching man into orbit We even conquered the Moon Digging the ground in search of The key to the man of the past
Determine the age of a carcass To a time before the man Scanning the human body To locate the trouble inside
All these things we can do And all these things we have done Still we are much too afraid of The truth will blossom although
Poets of the pen Once wrote the scripts Did he save And did he weep Poets of the pen Once wrote the scripts Did he save And did he weep
Think how we know And suddenly we don’t The truth is there Wether we like it or won’t If life is an illusion And the basic facts of life Ain’t that basic after all
And then we’ll be back in the tombs And then we’ll be back in the tombs
Poets of the pen Once wrote the scripts Did he save And did he weep Poets of the pen Once wrote the scripts Did he save And did he weep