Remember me please,
As your seeing me,
Not as a piece of dust recreated me
I don't want to die
Leaving some one else to explain why
Discovered later in deep excavation
Our lives a product of imagination
Sense of urgency, thoughts moving faster
You'll never recognize me after I'm...
Buried in the...
Why can't you see through
It's a text book old to the new
But the rest are voodoo
I have no sympathy
For half a man that brings a whole in front of me
Discovered later in deep excavation
Your life denied by their
Bury relics today for tomorrow
But the very idea borrowed
Now face the bare fact it's a blatant attack at my back
Like some kind of coward
I have no power to stop a future I'm no party to
Undiscoverd later to suit their tradition
Your story a product of their extradition
Respect has never been something I'm giving
I'm on your cross and the nail is driven
Buried in the...
