Through humanity's progression
Countless generations
Not one word is to remain the same
The populace still stakes their claim
Somebody has their timeline wrong
Can't you see the fallacies?
Somebody has their timeline
Centuries of all beliefs disputed
And yet it remains undefined
Aging systems true meanings become diluted
The masses carry an axe to grind
Lost hope for prosperity
Crucifying others based on belief
A choice of divinity
Or the opposed theory of nothing
Somebody has their timeline wrong
The answer lies in no man
Somebody has their
Centuries of all beliefs disputed
And yet it remains undefined
Aging systems true meanings become diluted
The masses carry an axe to grind
These contentions
Result in bloodshed
These convictions
Are to remain undead
Somebody has their timeline wrong
Can't you see the fallacies?
Somebody has their timeline wrong
Centuries of all beliefs disputed
And yet it remains undefined
Aging systems true meanings become diluted
The masses carry an axe to grind | 
