Playing God by Salad
It's fact we can not, can not be immortals.
Not all is science, yet.
Rumors of resurrected individuals,
Remain just rumors.
Science on a spree
Cracking secrets of our troubled evolution.
In the longest running play
To beat death
We stand in for God.
Tree of knowledge.
Until the end.
Science can not answer for all that is out there.
A temporary state... Perpetual debate.
Man made men march towards obscurity,
Numbered binary flesh.
On a control freak on a leash's demand list;
A slave free world.
- Playing God Lyrics