Climing the highest mountain
Diving the deepest sea
Curing the deadly diseases
Developed by man in the past
Launching man into orbit
We even conquered the Moon
Digging the ground in search of
The key to the man of the past
Determine the age of a carcass
To a time before the man
Scanning the human body
To locate the trouble inside
All these things we can do
And all these things we have done
Still we are much too afraid of
The truth will blossom although
Poets of the pen
Once wrote the scripts
Did he save
And did he weep
Poets of the pen
Once wrote the scripts
Did he save
And did he weep
Think how we know
And suddenly we don’t
The truth is there
Wether we like it or won’t
If life is an illusion
And the basic facts of life
Ain’t that basic after all
And then we’ll be back in the tombs
And then we’ll be back in the tombs
Poets of the pen
Once wrote the scripts
Did he save
And did he weep
Poets of the pen
Once wrote the scripts
Did he save
And did he weep