All things come to an end. Most before they begin.

Just like s.i.d.'s and all the tragedies, I know I'm just another spec.

Are we all terminal? Have we no choice at all?

It's not so bad to be insignificant when everyone else is too.

I take comfort while the rest run for answers.

Every second of the day is one more for you to waste.

I can't tell if you have any free will left or if you're just another slave.

Keeping in mind I don't have all the answers.

I don't believe in any of your monsters.

I am my worst enemy. Am I just anatomy?

Every myth you heard before, I could tell you even more.

I don't need a reason to love my fellow man, and I know that I'm not alone.

We're just tadpoles in a pond. We'll dry up and turn to dust.



All things come to an end. Most before they begin.

Just like s.i.d.'s and all the tragedies, I know I'm just another spec.

Keeping in mind I don't have all the answers.

I don't believe in any of your masters.