Letra de Artifact

Poet, priest, and visionary rallied to the call
The will of humankind defied them all
Coveting the gold and silver idols of success
Only to perpetuate duress

Every king's assassin waiting silently at bay
Counting down until his holy day
Artifacts of ancient wisdom buried in the sand
Hastily upturned to clear the land

Now I ain't going to claim to be the second son
I love my follow man
But I hate what he's become
And it goes on, and on, and on, and on, and on

To calculate the universe leads further from divine
But can we comprehend all that we find?
Artifacts of ancient wisdom buried in the sand
Neglected and denied by us again

Now I ain't going to cast the first stone, you see
I love my follow man
And I love what he could be
But it goes on, and on, and on, and on, and on