Текст песни The Neologist - Lost Souls of a Forgotten Science

From ancient times now followed
Through the ticks back to today
A social stigmata shows
It is a necessary evil

For the future of advancement
You learn through our deeds
Sick minds invent this torture
Poor men endure the pain

What ever happened to
Who ever cared for
The lost souls of a forgotten science

The unfortunate suffer
For all humanity
A work of art
To taste the tasteless
Lost souls of time

For generations the aftershocks of
inhumane and unfathomable incantations of
thought have been felt
The wounded man dying on the table is
just as significantly insignificant as the
cycloptic child bearing the scars of the
numb scholar
It is through the perversions of vision
and unethical granting of rights that our
future can be formed

What ever happened to
Who ever cared for
The lost souls of a forgotten science

Born into mistrust now
Surviving on your lust
Thought experiments
Carried out on a corpse

What ever happened to
Who ever cared for
The lost souls of a forgotten science