A shining cloud before my eyes
Is frightening and teasing
Magic force has squeezed my heart
Made me hard to breathe
Turned off electric tools
All erased what stored
Mind is burning, hands are cold
Touching unexplored
Searching for the Truth
We sometimes can’t make the right decision:
Military work or we are just mad on television?
Trying to explain what we have seen
We meet with a wall here
Somebody stops us
Governments hide documents
What do they know?
It is in confidence!
I would like to know
Will this dispute have an conclusion?
I want to separate:
What is real and what’s a formal illusion?
We ride so fast
And fly so far
We watch the sky reflected in glass
We try to catch
The signal from the outside
We seek for those who are like us
Who are like us
In ancient manuscripts
One can find any modern construction
A message from the outside?
Or we‘re just another reproduction?
Humanity is to duplicate
And nothing is new there
We are creatures
Scientists show documents
Where you can find the evidence
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