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Spirit of Man (Songs I-VIII)

I. (Renaissance Man)

It was the best and worst of times
It was from the seeds of the Black Death
It was the birth of new ideas
It was a question and a guess
What would happen if we went into an opposite direction?
Of our fathers and our mothers and we made our own invention?
Of the world and what is real, we won't rely on intervention
We can throw away the answers and take our meaning from the question

It was the locking of church doors
It was our cult of reasoning
It was the rights for everyman
Or it was the bloody guillotine
We can build a golden calf; we can dance upon the throne
We can resurrect the pillars that fell down on ancient Rome
We can choose what to condemn, we can choose what to condone
With no superstitious fears because it's man and man alone

II. (Modern Man)

Take all I am
Take it all away
Take Your mark from me
Put me on display
An animal is all that is left
The will to power is underneath
My desire to overcome
The will of God will never cease

Take all I am
Take it all away
Take Your mark from me
Put me on display
But from these dark satanic mills
Inside the city of all that is vain
The machines will testify
And the smoke will bare my name

III. (Post Modern Man)

I can rewrite time
I can question consciousness
I can find the truth in lies
I can turn right into wrong
But I can't run away from this void inside of me

I can use the used
I can let her comfort me
I can turn out all the lights
I can entertain my thoughts
But I can't break these chains; I can't set my free will free

I can trace myself from nothing
I can give credit to chance
I can numb my sympathies
I can measure all things to man
But I don't doubt that all I boast is undermined by all I doubt

IV. (Post-Post Modern Man)

I've been to the top of the mountain
The feeling was empty; reality is all that remains
I've been down each turn in the road
There are no more surprises, only signs of dead ends
And I recognize that it's bigger than me and I'm in its hands and I'm in its hands

I've studied all the world's religions
I became an agnostic, I was an atheist too
I believe that the body is born broken
That the world waits for judgment, but I don't have to care
And I recognize that it's bigger than me and I'm in its hands and I'm in its hands

The things that I have ordained as good
They come back to haunt me, when I change my view
The natural laws that govern the body
Have jurisdiction of perspective, no one alone obtains truth
And I recognize that it's bigger than me and I'm in its hands and I'm in its hands

I've emerged from the cocoon of reason
Shed the skin of definitions, took flight into the absurd
But I've flown into the web of purpose
Been bitten by apathy, now that monster's wrapped me tight
And I recognize that he's bigger than me and I'm in his hands and I'm in his hands

V. (A Thousand Years)

In the final days the scoffers call you out
Where is this promised coming?
Don't tell me you don't doubt
But don't be fooled by them,
O you who hold the truth
Be careful not to live
Undisciplined and loose
For the ancient world that drowned in the deepness of their sins
Had these same kind of disputes
So just remember, that a day with the Lord is like a thousand years

The false prophet who speaks
From the mire of his heart
Reserves his place in darkness
Chained to the blackest part
The slander against things
In which he does not know
Is a stain upon the linen
That Christ washed white as snow
And if God did not spare angels of the heavens when they fell
Will He let this brute beast go?

So don't consider God
Whose mercies are so vast
Slow to fulfill His promise
Because it's not been fast
Persuaded by the scares
Adorning perfect hands
He honors the great love
Of the sacrificial lamb
And all who call on Him and depend upon His name
Begin to understand
That a day with the Lord is like a thousand years

VI. (Statue of Time)

Time moves so fast
Cementing the present into the past
It's uncompromising
Every word that I speak
Every thought I permit
Is a sculpturing tool
And I'm building a statue
Composed of my deeds
And the mortar of time

Can sand be used as stone?
Will chaos unify?
Neither can I,
Build a statue that will stand
Against the coming winds
Against the judgment fires
When all will be revealed
And time will testify
To whom I really am
And who I've been called to be

VII. (Spiritual Machines)

Spiritual machines
Fluid dynamic streams
Transcending biological dreams
Through nanomanufacturing

It's all just flesh and blood
Flesh and blood
It's all just flesh and blood
Flesh and blood

Unified linguistics
Virtual aerobics
Humorless hysterics
Murderous little antics

It's all just flesh and blood
Flesh and blood
It's all just flesh and blood
Flesh and blood

Nanorobotic factory
Void of touch, a singularity
Intellegent spiritless humanity
Endless thoughts of its reality

It's all just flesh and blood
Flesh and blood
It's all just flesh and blood
Flesh and blood

VIII. (The Futurist)

We've planted cities around the world
We have the tools and technology
We're all plugged in and we're growing still
We're all connected now globally
We started naked with sticks and stones
Look at the progress that we've made
We've outgrown God; now it's man alone
There is no soul to be saved

Take a look at the playing field
It's not the game you knew before
It's clear as day for those who seek
Who watch the stats and not the score
There is no future there's just the past
Its social cycle prophesy
A closed system you can't escape
Condemned in the courts of entropy

The signs and wonders are all around
Prophesies spoken from the youth
Acting on the stage of hopelessness
This generation rejects the truth
We had it free a bit too long
Consumed the land a bit too fast
The fields are burning the sky is black
The futurist screaming out from the past
O woman run to the hills and hide
The wicked spreading a thick malaise
Children of famine hear these words
Your fathers' apatite is your grave
The falling ash is like burning snow
Man's just a shell of what he was
Eating his brother in the road
He became the animal he claimed he was
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