Hidden Works
Why are we faced with life growing colder?
Is man to blame for death, violence, and disease taking over?
It's his fault, but not his doing
That's left to the greater being
He has no choice but to inflict us with pain
It's not out of hatred
But his undeserved love
Trying to preserve what once was
The past was a time of just enough
Each man looked out for one another and only man could make that wrong
Now he cares for himself and has lost all faith
Sticking to whatever will make him great
Man persists on finding answers to things which don't pose a question
With each discovery
Only more is to be solved
Creating a never-ending search for what we've known all along
The leaders of our time do nothing to keep things the same
The population is rising
And resources are declining
Yet this is somehow the moral way
Nothing is never enough
Everything must be improved
Has the word stability lost all meaning?
No thought is put into the consequences of our actions
The order of nature must be changed
Make people take some responsibility
Or things will never remain the same
Until we have learned our lesson
Life will only become harsher
More illness and unexplainable causes
So let man renew his sacred image
Do this, and there will be no reason for all the fear and uncertainties
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