Paroles de A Distant Paradox

Given for one instant an intelligence which could Comprehend all the forces by which nature is animated Nothing would be uncertain and the future, like the past Would be present to its eyes" marquis de laplace Seasons cycle, in full circle A subtle kiss of frost Burns my lips, a numb of cold Hibernation - maybe forever Distress - we're doomed No shelter no sanctuary Our lifes depend on a chaos theory Destress - resume To a normal day sequence Your feeble life depends on a chaos theory