Skyclad

A species in its infancy--a living idiosyncrasy,
This naked ape believes itself divine.
Assured of its supremacy--it dreams of immortality,
The first words that it speaks--"This world is mine."
But the time has come for us to realise,
That the animal instincts we deeply despise--
Are far more civilised than humanity.
Mankind has lived to curse the day it climbed down from the trees,
But still we keep our heads held high whilst crawling on our knees.
I hope I never live to see the perfect world you crave,
Where ambition is the burden we shall carry to our graves.
We think that we are so superior--for in Gods image we were made,
All other life we deem inferior--there to exploit, kill or enslave
No amount of remonstration could ever show a mind so small
that it is not the be and end all.
Into the future we race driven on by our greed,
Like rats in a maze we will never be free.
Science is the new-religion--scaples slash dissecting truth and reason,
Behind locked doors where no-one sees.
Down evolutions one way street mankind pursues his dream,
Of a race conceived in test tubes with the same designer genes,
But like a child who tries to run before it learns to crawl--
hell go crying to his Mother when he sees the cradle fall.
I am human--I was made to be the ultimate machine,
With the power at my fingertips to realise my dream.
Homo-sapiens--the master-race, Natures pride and joy,
Taking all the world will give me--what it wont I shall destroy.
In our hearts we yearn to be immortal--conquer all sickness and disease,
Create a world where even deaths not fatal--then we can shape our destinies.
A populace of plastic people live genetically pre-programmed lives--and no-one
laughs and no-one cries.
Blinded by science the masses are duped and deceived,
By the faces that smile from their colour T.V.s.
Theyll steal your dreams--remove them surgically (but leave you scars so deep
and lasting),
God is dead man has surpassed him.
Like children in our playground--we contrive such foolish games,
But fail to see the consequence of suicidal aims.
No matter how we bend the rules theres no way we can win,
Not even pleading Ignorance will vindicate our sins.
I am human--I was made to be the ultimate machine,
With the power at my fingertips to realise my dream.
Homo-sapiens--the master-race, Natures pride and joy,
Taking all the world will give me--what it wont I shall destroy.
Mankind a babe-in-arms,
Believes hes come of age--
And reaches for the stars,
With one foot in the grave.
I am human--I was made to be the ultimate machine,
I am human--I have the power to realise my dream.
I am human--an automaton--a mindless technoslave,
I am human--I am servant to the monsters I have made.
[ The Cradle Will Fall Lyrics ]