Текст песни Hail the Sun - Dinosaur, God Hates It When We Think

This earth will burn and rot away one day
If we're still here we'll die a painful death
We are so different, but we think
That we're more than just animals

But we're not
We've just got more technical with time
The only reason I can say this
Is because we comprehend it
And we argue just to exercise our minds

Alas, get back
To what you were saying
About how we all have a soul
What's a soul? It's out of your control

It's out of your control

I don't know what god is
But I know what he isn't
A white man in the clouds
Who we should constantly be pleasing

No more brainwashing for me
Find a different host

They're words on paper
I'm sure that two fish couldn't read
Too bad they had the chance to learn

Alas, get back
To what you were saying
About how we all have a soul
What's a soul? It's out of your control

Before we wrote this song
We only thought about it
And then before the words
We only hummed the rhythm
I'm grateful for the chance
To release all this tension
I'm coping with the thought
That we might be inventions