I can see a crowd of people
Move about like engine gears
Move like planets bound to their orbits
Minds tamed by their instincts
That sadly are too weak to see the turns Life river takes
Or principles and laws of Universal ocean
Within a grey mass of steel I see
A blue glow of electric sparks
Flickering over and over
They are mediators
They link the higher knowledge bank
With the rest of the machine
They descend to us time and again
Keeping the giant heart abeat
With impulses of herecies
That always pass unnoticed
Their destiny is to burn out in a flash
Nothing may appear from out of nowhere
And nobody can fade into thin air
Though yet to come alive in another dimension
I guess through reasoning that somewhere
They make up another machine
More perfect, with no power wasted to resist repulsion
The self-sufficient mechanism of God
