THE OCEAN LYRICS

1. Shamayim

[Instrumental]

2. Firmament

And God said,
Let there be light
In the firmament of the heaven.

Let there be light in heaven to divide the day from the night;
And let them be for signs, for seasons and for days, and years;
And let them be for lights the day in the firmament
To give a light upon the earth.

And it was so, and God made two, two great lights;
The greater light to rule the day,
The lesser light to rule the night;
The stars as well.
And God set them in the firmament
To give a light upon the earth,

And to rule, to rule over the day and over the night
To divide the darkness from the light.

Let there be a firmament in the midst of the waters
Let there be a firmament in the midst of the waters

And God said,
Let the waters bring forth, abundantly, the moving creature that hath life,
And foul that may fly above the earth in the open firmament of heaven.
...Or so do some people believe.

Above the earth in the open firmament...

And to rule, to rule over the day and over the night
To divide darkness from the light

Let there be a firmament in the midst of the waters
Let there be a firmament in the midst of the waters

3. The First Commandment Of The Luminaries

The sun's a luminary whose egress
Is an opening of the sky
Which is found in the west
And in the east lies its ingress

The sun is rising through six openings
And there are six through with it sets.
The moon is using the same
And all the stars, they guide their way.

First there goes out the greatest light
Whose name is the sun.
It's round just like the roundness of the sky filled with light.

The chariot in which it rises is driven by the blowing wind.
The great light sets in the west and returns by the Northeast.

In order to go to the east,
It is guided so that it shall reach
The eastern gate and shine
In the black face of the sky.

First there goes out the greatest light
Whose name is the sun
It's round just like the roundness of the sky
Filled with light

First there goes out the greatest light
Whose name is the sun
It's round just like the roundness of the sky

First there goes out the greatest light
Whose name is the sun
It's round just like the roundness of the sky
Filled with light

4. Ptolemy Was Wrong

I can tell you what I've seen
I can no longer believe
I can't tell you how I feel
I do no longer believe
I, I can't tell you how I feel

There's no ambiguity:
If Venus shows all phases like the moon
The earth must revolve 'round the sun
But no one will believe me:
It's like nothing
Like nothing I've seen was for real

But it's all real...
I no longer believe
But maybe I should keep this to myself
I raised my eyes up high toward the night sky
I've been searching for the eyes divine in countless nights
But I found the watchmaker was blind

There's no ambiguity:
If Venus shows all phases like the moon
The earth must revolve 'round the sun
But no one will believe me
It's like nothing
Like nothing I've seen was for real

5. Metaphysics Of The Hangman

On their long journey that leads them toward the light
Winston Smith shall be their guide
They are trying so hard to believe
That two and two always makes five.

That two and two makes five

Reason won't concuss the irrevocable truth
And if there's contradiction:
Keep the faith, burn the proof

To protect ourselves from the superstitions of priests and moralists
And the trickery of evangelists
Let us be done with the idea of moral law:

Where do your values come from?
From inside yourself or from some self-appointed moral cognoscentes?
Who disguised their own ideas as universal concepts?

God is dead

Where do your values come from?
From inside yourself or from some self-appointed moral cognoscentes?
Who disguised their own ideas as universal truths?

They're trying so hard to believe
That two and two makes five

Reason won't concuss the irrevocable truth
And if there's contradiction
Keep the faith, burn the proof

God is dead

Where do your values come from?
From inside yourself or from some self-appointed moral cognoscentes?
Who disguised their own ideas as universal truths?

6. Catharsis Of A Heretic

I refuse to shroud my past
These walls in here allow no rest
Tomorrow morning I'll be dead
This town will burn
Before the sun will drown in the ocean

And nothing will ever be the same again

Yes, you can put me to the test
Or you can cut my tongue at last
Ideas are wandering through my head
What if all that I never said were true?

And if everything that was happening was due?

...were true?

And if all these things that were happening were really due?

7. Swallowed By The Earth

Tonight the earth opened up and swallowed quite a lot of all the pretty things
That don't mean anything to me nor to you.

Nor to anyone who likes the feel
Of cold wind blowing from the sea
And dead leaves falling from the trees
Whirling through the air
Like rotten vessels on their way

Warm rain kept pouring down the streets submersed in rising water
And all the clouds were looking down upon the people seeking shelter

They are afraid of being carried far away
To some place where they feel they don't belong
But deep inside they feel that maybe any place,
No matter how far away, is better than home.

And no one realized the Gods in Heaven
Were giving all of them a reason to go
And no one expected the water
That now reached up to their throats

Swallowed by the earth
Swallowed by the earth
They disappear
They disappear
Swallowed by the earth
Swallowed by the earth
And so do we all

Swallowed by the earth
Swallowed by the earth
They disappear
They disappear

Swallowed by the earth
Swallowed by the earth

And so do we all

8. Epiphany

I will pray to the Son
He was crucified for me
And I will pray to the Father
"You shall have no gods besides Me!"

I will pray to the Holy Trinity
And I will pray to the moon and the sun and the stars

I will pray to Saint Luke the writer of the Gospel
I will pray to Saint Paul and ask him to cure my affliction
I'll pray to Mary, second only to the Lord
Will pray to the moon and the sun and the stars

One God or three?
A strange epiphany

I will pray to Saint Luke; the writer of the Gospel;
I will pray to Saint Paul and ask him to cure my affliction
I'll pray to Mary, second only to the Lord;
Will pray to the moon and the sun and the stars

One God or three?
A strange epiphany

9. The Origin Of Species

Yes, it's quite hard to believe
That we all come from the same seed:
The scrub, the cockroach and the human being
It's hard to see
How the perfection of complex organs
Was achieved without an engineer

But all you see is the human eye
On top of the mountain peak, so high
A steep wall of rock impossible to climb
Our imagination is left behind

But there is a firm slope on the backside
And even worms have simple eyes
That help them distinguish darkness from light

And from here it just takes a long, long time
To the miracle of the lens eye

And from here it just takes a long, long time
To the miracle of the lens eye

But all you see is the human eye
On top of the mountain peak, so high
A steep wall of rock impossible to climb
Our imagination is left behind

But there is a firm slope on the backside
And even worms have simple eyes
That help them distinguish darkness from light

There is no other solution
There is no other solution

Our brains are accustomed to the scope of a lifetime
We will never be able to see how the sluggish vessel of evolution
Is slowly creeping up the hill
Uphill

There's no other solution
There's no other solution
There's no alternative to the theory of evolution

And from here it just takes a long, long time
To the miracle of the lens eye

10. The Origin Of God

A prime mover only shifts the problem
If every complex structure needs an architect
Then this prime mover must be even more complex
Than anything he created

Who made your architect?
Who made your architect?
Where does he come from?
What is he made of?

Who made your architect?
Who made your architect?
Where does he come from?
What is he made of?

Who made your architect?
Who made your architect?
Where does he come from?
What is he made of?

Who made your architect?
Who made your architect?
Where does he come from?
What is he made of?

Who made your architect?
Who made your architect?
Where does he come from?
What is he made of?

Who made your architect?
Who made your architect?
Where does he come from?
What is he made of?

Who made your architect?
Who made your architect?
Where does he come from?
What is he made of?







THE OCEAN LYRICS