The Cradle Will Fall lyrics

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Artist: Skyclad
Album: Wayward Sons Of Mother Earth

Lyrics

A species in its infancy--a living idiosyncrasy
This 'naked ape' believes itself divine
Assured of its supremacy--it dreams of immortality
The first words that it speaks--"this world is mine."
But the time has come for us to realise
That the animal instincts we deeply despise--
Are far more civilised than humanity
Mankind has lived to curse the day it climbed down from the trees
But still we keep our heads held high whilst crawling on our knees
I hope I never live to see the 'perfect' world you crave
Where ambition is the burden we shall carry to our graves
We think that we are so superior--for in god's image we were made
All other life we deem inferior--there to exploit, kill or enslave
No amount of remonstration could ever show a mind so small
That it is not 'the be and end all.'
Into the future we race driven on by our greed
Like rats in a maze we will never be free
Science is the 'new-religion'--scaples slash dissecting truth and reason
Behind locked doors where no-one sees
Down evolution's one way street mankind pursues his dream
Of a race conceived in test tubes with the same designer genes
But like a child who tries to run before it learns to crawl--
He'll go crying to his 'mother' when he sees the cradle fall
I am human--i was made to be the ultimate machine
With the power at my fingertips to realise my dream
Homo-sapiens--the 'master-race,' nature's pride and joy
Taking all the world will give me--what it won't I shall destroy
In our hearts we yearn to be immortal--conquer all sickness and disease
Create a world where even death's not fatal--then we can shape our destinies
A populace of plastic people live genetically pre-programmed lives--and no-one
Laughs and no-one cries
Blinded by science the masses are duped and deceived
By the faces that smile from their colour t.v.s
They'll steal your dreams--remove them surgically (but leave you scars so deep
And lasting)
God is dead man has surpassed him
Like children in our playground--we contrive such foolish games
But fail to see the consequence of suicidal aims
No matter how we bend the rules there's no way we can win
Not even pleading ignorance will vindicate our sins
I am human--i was made to be the ultimate machine
With the power at my fingertips to realise my dream
Homo-sapiens--the 'master-race,' nature's pride and joy
Taking all the world will give me--what it won't I shall destroy
Mankind a babe-in-arms
Believes he's come of age--
And reaches for the stars
With one foot in the grave
I am human--i was made to be the ultimate machine
I am human--i have the power to realise my dream
I am human--an automaton--a mindless 'technoslave,'
I am human--i am servant to the monsters I have made