Genesis


Why, why, can we never be sure till we die,
Or have killed for an answer?
Why, why, do we suffer each race to believe
That no race has been grander?
It seems because through time and space,
Though names may change, each face retains the mask it wore.

(Time Table – Foxtrot – 1972)

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