In the beginning
We were so simple
So easy to understand
We had no plans
We were only hungry
Cold and fear
In the beginning
We were so few
Looking for others like us
We did not have power
We were weak
Without a place to stay
In the beginning
All boiled down to a single chance
And what did we do with it?
What did we do ourselves?
Where could we reach?
Now what are we?
Frustrated
Because we expect too much
Distressed
Because we count time
Tired
By trying values meaningless
Guilty
For wanting what is not ours
Guilty
For waiting what is not ours
When, after all
Did we stop being pure?
Worrying about the
End of life
That’s why we create
The time and delays?
When, after all
Did we begin to sin?
Decide between right or wrong
Create Gods
Rules and judges?
When, after all
We turned into masters or slaves
Angels or demons?
That's why now
We simply
Don’t know who we are?
Sad
Because we never did everything
Confused
For not knowing the reasons to start
Desperate
Because nothing ever ends
Guilty
For desiring what should not even exist
Guilty
For desiring what should not even exist
From beginning to infinity
Endlessly guilty
From beginning to infinity
Endlessly guilty
