Strong instinct for survival

Romantically insane

Moving soft along the edge of time

Like a panther in the rain



Manipulated rebels

With a total disregard for the rules

When pride comes tumbling off the great white stallion

You move closer to the truth



And the search continues for the meaning

They build the cathedrals high

But we keep our weapons ready

Looming dark against the sky



They're taking down the rain forest

Changing it to a room without a view

And the big trees fall like dominoes

And we move closer



The eagle watches from the mountain

As the warriors turn into fools

And the dice are thrown on sacred ground

And they move closer to the truth



And who's gonna tell the children

How the rivers used to flow cystal blue

And we keep leaving scars on Mother Earth

And moving closer to the truth