Paroles de Adjusting The Sun

Reach for the sky Dare it for quest It will make you blind There is no end And reach the stars, and planets, solar systems afar Is there anyone out there, to our lonesome prayers? Science, terrorists Religion, Antichrist You think you know the answer? Heaven, hell God, Satan Would not be without the other Murderers, cowards Power, money It is all for the pleasure Cowards, martyrs God, Satan Would not be without the other Religion, a rotting machine Religion, you think its presupposed too long? Science, terrorists Religion, Antichrist You think you know the answer? Heaven, hell God, Satan Would not be without the other Murderers, cowards Power, money It is all for the pleasure Cowards, martyrs God, Satan Would not be without the other