Cocoon Lyrics - Singles - Cripper

It is from the order of succession in nature 

And not from the ever-lasting endurance of her works 

That we may expect the reign of perpetual activity 

In her wide domains 

In her living kingdom 

The ravages of decay and death 

Are eternally repaired by the birth 

Of new represantatives of life 

As lands will vanish and appear above the waters 

We are alone 

And under cold stone 

We rot 

So afraid (so afraid) 

Of change 

Still we serve (still we serve) 

The origin of worlds 

The matter saved from such mighty wrecks 

Will again be available for useful ends 

The forces which seem destroyed 

Only assume other forms to participate 

In new movements and operations 

We are alone 

And under cold stone 

We rot 

So afraid (so afraid) 

Of change 

Still we serve (still we serve) 

The origin of worlds 

I can see 

A face split in a grin 

And I see 

A dream that did not come true 

And all according to the plan 

We are deer 

Expected at the rear end of our own objective 

All we were and are and will be 

Serves the origin of worlds 

Serves the origin of worlds 

Serves the origin of worlds 

Serves the origin of worlds