Naught More Terrific Than Man

His wisdom, his art surpa*sed all expectancies And yet reality is dual, walking with good and evil Two poles guiding his step Two poles guiding his step Good is the one that can weave all together Our pa*sions impulsions into city laws Evil sets in when man thinks he is sole judge Only him can think right, no one else be just His wisdom, his art surpa*sed all expectancies And yet reality is, dual, walking with good and evil Two poles guiding his step Two poles guiding his step Good is the one that can weave all together Our pa*sions, impulsions into city laws Evil sets in when man thinks he is sole judge Only him can think right, no one else be just