The Wisdom of Man

What is the wisdom of man - beneath the black murk of the sea

Cascaded in a shade of darkness, I mesh in what should clearly not be

Greed and stupidity lead surly to what is hell

He dwells where eyes cannot see for reason of sanity

no one dare say today, what is wrong still we drill 

  I cough to disrupt the flow of my blood to cause you thought

  Blind are you with ill gain to deceive

so whisper few listen as we bury the dead

against humanity for a few drops of red less blood

for this is what we do the wisdom of man

  lost are we in determination

as prudence is bench never to thought

we forsake composition as we quake

light beams steam in hollowed places

she has warmed us in the coldest of our past

  for hollow be they moon on earth soon

we ask our daily bread beneath a sea of un-forgiveness

yea though we walk thru the valleys of death fear no evil

 Your table is prepared a thousand light years ahead

for I'm with you my rod searches deep to stop

a great thirst fueled by lava source

as the crust shifts beneath feet in search of volume

  Ice sunshine to pour hope in the temple where they drone

there fume in forgiveness as magnetic field illuminate

colorblind eyes so mercy shall they seek and cry

this is the wisdom of man colorless tasteless yet sweet

  For reason of insanity is our plea