Текст песни This Godless Endeavor - Nevermore
                                                And 
                                                on 
                                                the 
                                                open 
                                                road 
                                                we 
                                                came 
                                                to 
                                                    a 
                                                sign
 
                                    
                                
                                                For 
                                                it 
                                                was 
                                                foretold 
                                                that 
                                                the 
                                                weak 
                                                would 
                                                inherit
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                nothing 
                                                would 
                                                change
 
                                    
                                
                                                Here 
                                                we 
                                                are 
                                                at 
                                                the 
                                                crossroads, 
                                                standing 
                                                face 
                                                to 
                                                back
 
                                    
                                
                                                Still 
                                                afraid 
                                                to 
                                                see 
                                                our 
                                                eyes
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                feel 
                                                helpless 
                                                and 
                                                alone, 
                                                trapped 
                                                on 
                                                the 
                                                third 
                                                stone
 
                                    
                                
                                                Sitting 
                                                here 
                                                sideways 
                                                on 
                                                    a 
                                                cold 
                                                stone 
                                                floor
 
                                    
                                
                                                My 
                                                guitar 
                                                gently 
                                                bleeding 
                                                and 
                                                wanting 
                                                more
 
                                    
                                
                                                When 
                                                    I 
                                                heard 
                                                    a 
                                                sound 
                                                come 
                                                rapping, 
                                                tapping 
                                                on 
                                                my 
                                                door
 
                                    
                                
                                                Hello, 
                                                I′m 
                                                happy 
                                                to 
                                                meet 
                                                you
 
                                    
                                
                                                In 
                                                your 
                                                confidence 
                                                is 
                                                it 
                                                safe?
 
                                    
                                
                                                Sit 
                                                down 
                                                I'm 
                                                happy 
                                                to 
                                                greet 
                                                you
 
                                    
                                
                                                To 
                                                feed 
                                                your 
                                                greedy 
                                                dog 
                                                at 
                                                the 
                                                edge 
                                                of 
                                                the 
                                                stage?
 
                                    
                                
                                                But 
                                                before, 
                                                before 
                                                you 
                                                slam 
                                                the 
                                                door
 
                                    
                                
                                                Tell 
                                                me 
                                                when, 
                                                tell 
                                                me 
                                                why, 
                                                tell 
                                                me 
                                                what 
                                                this 
                                                fucking 
                                                life 
                                                is 
                                                for
 
                                    
                                
                                                We 
                                                fly 
                                                through 
                                                this 
                                                godless 
                                                endeavor
 
                                    
                                
                                                We 
                                                try 
                                                to 
                                                explain 
                                                the 
                                                black 
                                                forever
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                feel 
                                                helpless 
                                                and 
                                                alone, 
                                                trapped 
                                                on 
                                                the 
                                                third 
                                                stone
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                feel 
                                                permanently 
                                                stoned, 
                                                this 
                                                godless 
                                                endeavor 
                                                the 
                                                only 
                                                cage 
                                                I′ve 
                                                known
 
                                    
                                
                                                Our 
                                                organic 
                                                equation 
                                                has 
                                                shown 
                                                it's 
                                                flaw
 
                                    
                                
                                                Can 
                                                we 
                                                agree 
                                                to 
                                                disagree 
                                                on 
                                                the 
                                                concept 
                                                of 
                                                god?
 
                                    
                                
                                                As 
                                                    I 
                                                lifted 
                                                up 
                                                my 
                                                brother 
                                                he 
                                                said 
                                                to 
                                                me
 
                                    
                                
                                                "Abandon 
                                                naive 
                                                realism, 
                                                surrender 
                                                thought 
                                                in 
                                                cold 
                                                precision"
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                feel 
                                                empty 
                                                and 
                                                deranged, 
                                                denied 
                                                one 
                                                last 
                                                epiphany 
                                                and 
                                                ushered 
                                                from 
                                                the 
                                                stage
 
                                    
                                
                                                Thou 
                                                shalt 
                                                not 
                                                question, 
                                                the 
                                                role 
                                                of 
                                                science 
                                                is 
                                                not 
                                                to 
                                                eliminate 
                                                god
 
                                    
                                
                                                As 
                                                alternative 
                                                gods 
                                                multiply 
                                                science 
                                                stands 
                                                accused 
                                                of 
                                                theocide
 
                                    
                                
                                                Consume, 
                                                conform
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                children 
                                                sitting 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                trees, 
                                                they 
                                                turn 
                                                to 
                                                laugh 
                                                at 
                                                me
 
                                    
                                
                                                They 
                                                tell 
                                                me 
                                                that 
                                                I'm 
                                                insane, 
                                                but 
                                                in 
                                                my 
                                                mind 
                                                    I 
                                                know 
                                                I′m 
                                                to 
                                                blame
 
                                    
                                
                                                Alone 
                                                within 
                                                my 
                                                lunacy, 
                                                dementia 
                                                fills 
                                                the 
                                                void 
                                                within 
                                                me
 
                                    
                                
                                                No 
                                                testament, 
                                                prayer 
                                                or 
                                                diseased 
                                                lament 
                                                can 
                                                heal 
                                                my 
                                                wounds
 
                                    
                                
                                                They 
                                                are 
                                                so 
                                                discontent
 
                                    
                                
                                                All 
                                                the 
                                                faithful 
                                                fall 
                                                onto 
                                                their 
                                                knees
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                praise 
                                                the 
                                                priests 
                                                of 
                                                industrial 
                                                disease
 
                                    
                                
                                                We 
                                                contemplate 
                                                oblivion 
                                                as 
                                                we 
                                                resonate 
                                                our 
                                                dissonance
 
                                    
                                
                                                In 
                                                godless 
                                                random 
                                                interpretation
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                universe 
                                                still 
                                                expands, 
                                                mankind 
                                                still 
                                                can′t 
                                                understand
 
                                    
                                
                                                How 
                                                to 
                                                define 
                                                you, 
                                                so 
                                                hide 
                                                your 
                                                face 
                                                and 
                                                watch 
                                                us 
                                                exterminate 
                                                ourselves 
                                                over 
                                                you
 
                                    
                                
                                                Welcome 
                                                to 
                                                the 
                                                end 
                                                my 
                                                friend, 
                                                the 
                                                sky 
                                                has 
                                                opened
 
                                    
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