What Becomes an End Past is desperate for a future so it can have its own place Why do we fight for a future? Is it for the human race? Where is the alliance of truth and moral progress? Into a time of mindless oblivion we regress! Time will fuse its worth - rising from the earth New birth wills it fight - dawn of time ignites We can think of the past without reference to the future But we can't think of the future without reference to the past No one is around for recollection, it's only frozen in time Fate pulling in different directions within our unconscious mind What becomes an end - will start a new origin Unborn of any trace - shift past this steady pace Dawn of time ignites - new birth wills its fight Rising from the earth - time will fuse its worth If we ignore our existance, then we become slaves. To our own ignorance; we are slaves! Past is desperate for a future so it can have its own place Why do we fight for our future? Is it for the human race? Dawn of time ignites - New birth wills its fight
