Cyferdyne epsilon prime

All power exists
Just to keep our lives bound
In the rules which we trust
Our souls become drowned
As a side-effect imperfect
Though our idea's still flawed
We expand without existence
In the sunlight we thaw
As a side-effect imperfect
Though our idea's still flawed
We expand without existence
In the sunlight we thaw
As a side-effect imperfect
Though our idea's still flawed
We expand without existence
In the sunlight we thaw
And we'll fade away
I lay nothing on your grave
As dark angels came
And you took my heart from me
As saviours we fall
Nothing perfect to save
Too many precautions and we become slaves
We expand without conscience
In the sunlight we thaw
And we'll fade away
I lay nothing on your grave
As dark angels came
And you took my heart from me
Although we are gods
We exist still imperfect
The decisions we make
Creat lines, indirect
Although we are gods
We exist still imperfect
The decisions we make
Creat lines, indirect
And we'll fade away
I lay nothing on your grave
As dark angels came
And you took my heart from me
And we'll fade away
I lay nothing on your grave
As dark angels came
And you took my heart from me