Evil-ution lyrics

What does time- mean to all of us Is it insignificant- to the way we live out lives Getting older- every day- Waiting to die Are we governed by time? Millions of years have passed- evolution To reach this state of mind, In our subconscious we seek to know who we are And where we all come from I'm not one of gods creations The architect of space and time, is not one grand creator But a victim of coincidence, that brings us into being Looking back, at the questions we've asked About our place in space and time It seems you lied, you've hidden the truth Cause you have feared revolt Time's not one of gods creations Born without perception, You aren't free to think like me Until you wake your mind and free yourself Then you will see Evil-ution Evil-ution Evil-ution Evil-ution I don't claim to know, the origins of man But I'm pretty sure that, We're not born of one man Time swallows my day, with thoughts of what we may Hope to become, but never will Because of the useless-ness of my life