Genesis

The silent scream of the conscience of man As we are brought to sentience Given dominion over the sea and land To rule as we see fit The perfect form, born from the perfect image We are the chosen Yet as we prosper and we create We yearn to know Thousands of years of progress In search of a higher purpose Unanswered questions to forces unknown Our pleas are met with silence And so we wander, blind to the way Alone, abandoned and betrayed Our stricken minds now led astray Almighty One, bringer of the winds and rain We seek reprieve from our existential pain What is our purpose? What have we been put here for? What is your plan for us? Tell us what our fate has in store I am He who lifts the sun up to the sky Bringer of night and day, creator of life Even as your knowledge grows your minds will never know What lies beyond this world before it's your time Lead Break: Parra Solo: Washington Cogito ergo sum