Viel LIEBE!
Though dead hands ring the garden
And these are violent times
And violence brings more violence
And liars bring more lies
Though we were born defeated
Worried, tired and scared
And monsters build mean robots
Launching rockets into the air
And the wealth of our nations
Fed on angel blood
And our cities shot with moneyed schemes
Built on twigs and mud
And our schools look like prisons
And our prisons look like malls
And downtown’s just a sick parade
Where no one cares at all
And our heroes all died crazy
Broken, poor or shot
Let’s celebrate their tragedy
And sanctify the loss
And manifest the daydream
Like those who failed before
And glorify our small attempts
And hate ourselves no more
Science based on temptation to what we can achieve
The desire lies within our hearts to fix the human being
Cesspool of genes
Tainted genetics
Our fingers run down the blade
Of a double edged helix
Journey through the cells
Unlock the cell doors
Violative
Manipulation
DNA
The ultimate temptation