Every day we profit so, Leaning towards the great unknown, asking how it pertains to tomorrow.
And for places we´ve not been, Compare grass and go between, yesterday´s foundation and tomorrow´s.
It´s the way you say it´s gotta be, your spirit had a forge on destiny, Who do they represent? Who do you believe? Make a sign of seven mothers to eat.
Trying to set a faster pace, Trying to build a master race, one day we´ll make a contribution to tomorrow.
It´s the way you say it´s gotta be We´ll plot a sign of his and make history The clothes are in the dryer, The writings on the wall,