( Wilen - Gols haus, fouatey Of The Damned 5 oad 8) They bok owoy our sense for fea! beauty then Fille our minds with hash & caltect (t "art" They stole ow faith & made a fake our oluty they boaght us “Lith your neighbour & your smart!" They macle Charles Darwin, ood & Nietesche heros ~ && let the inmates sun our ceakoo’s house The buly greats Emen of faith ore zeros they fei us Urey re the caf & we're the mouse (Chopus:) Growin’ up in the counhy of dhe lamneot 0. 400 dimensional world for which theses no other land Growin! up in the county of {he clamanedt jost swatow what you heas, you don't necet bo unolersftanc Shoulol you , foo, live ia the county of the olamnedt , come on, look up, there's c& Way ouf, just hold on b my hand Houk talo the eyes of those orouncl me do you think L'ol see & glimpse of light 2 The word “igtealism™ is past history there's no more difference between wrong & light They taught us (hat we're here by pure co-incidlence, by some mysterious blast in outer Space Gur mental wealth is basecl on mere theories Whete has iF gone, our blessed humon race ? ( Chotus)