Dreams of beauty 
Dreams of order 
Dreams of harmony 
Dreamtime over 
Our protecting mother 
Ignorance was slain 
Now that we control our fate the question is no more 
'why' but 'what' and 'how' 
We're in trouble now 
And this nightmare is reality 
Dying in laughter may not be so respectable b then, who 
is there to judge? 
Afraid of world's complexity 
Blindly running in circles with no direction 
Consciousness, our greatest mistake 
Innocent death would be sweet 
Dreams give us back the dreams 
A hysterical monster with 5,000,000,000 heads not 
knowing what to do with itself 
Afraid of the world's perplexity 
but face the facts 
Our futute depends on our own greater understanding 
Expanding the capacity of our processing ability 
The one hope I see must do as we must now fight 
ourselves with words 
Dreamtime over 
Next stage of evolution 
Conscious alteration 
Species substitution 
Unbiological progression