Text for song:
I see the balance of things, I admire it, but man is insensible to this.
He doesn't care about us.
Is it our quest of progress?
We are not the element which has revolutionized life on Earth.
I see the balance of things, I admire it, but man is insensible to this.
That he, master builder of his own rotten shelter, is not not master creator.
Creation of my imagination. Creation of my imagination.
Your suffering can change everything in your life.
See who your friends are.
Creation of my imagination.
What are men able to do for the power?
He doesn't care about us.
Is it our quest of progress?
We are not the element which has revolutionized life on Earth.