Текст: Death. Symbolic. Misanthrope.

From above and around observations 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

Misanthrope, hater of all mankind
There is no hope for those who own their mind
They came, they saw and acknowledged
Some good, some bad, opinion dangerous

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, frightful minds

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

Misanthrope, hater of all mankind
There is no hope for those who own their mind
They came, they saw and acknowledged
Some good, some bad, opinion dangerous