[Verse 1] (Voice is deep, calm, vast) I assembled galaxies to make this. I forged the hearts of stars for your genesis. You are walking stardust that learned how to weep. That learned how to love... and how to bury it deep. You contain multitudes... and you use them to build... a taller wall... for the neighbor you killed. [Chorus] **Oh, proud dust! So blind in your sight!** **The universe's masterpiece, terrified of the night!** **You chart the cosmos, but you cannot see...** **The prison you build... with the key... that is "me".** **The key... that is "we".** [Verse 2] You split the atom. You read the gene's code. Then you horde the secret, and add to the load. You paint your gods in your own bitter image. And call it faith... while you pillage the village. You are the question that the cosmos finally asked. And your answer... is a mask. [Chorus] **Oh, proud dust! So blind in your sight!** **The universe's masterpiece, terrified of the night!** **You chart the cosmos, but you cannot see...** **The prison you build... with the key... that is "me".** **The key... that is "we".** [Bridge] The tragedy is not your violence, or your greed. Those are simple, ancient things—a simple, ancient seed. The tragedy is the brilliance... that serves them. The light... that only confirms... your own darkness within. [Outro] Proud... dust.
