Looking back it's revolting to me A marriage to hypocrisy Quantum leaps forward Like an angel's descent Into darkness and madness Wings are picked off for lent
The pride of the ages and mediocrity Are the fruits of the pharaoh's' monopoly Golden decor for tombs Sandstorms and lost places Swords of knowledge are found But wisdom; no traces
Sold myself in to blind slavery The chains that bind are just as free Quantum leaps forward Like a mortal's ascent Above the pride of the ages Till the pharaohs repent