On the threshold of life as we know   in a chasm cascading to the core   where nothing seems real anymore   in between the obtuse and obscene      so let the rains come down and explore   the possibility that it all ended that day,   and like all you dark clouds you skeptics   denying your true nature took away      past the concrete and the steel   flowing down to the valley below drawn out for 99 years   splitting the seas this terrestrial being      so let the rains come down and explore   the possibility that it all ended that day,   and like all you dark clouds you skeptics   denying your true nature took away      dormant beneath us what was will be   dwelling within us what is will be no more   and maybe it's not all what we built it up to be   sustaining scientific prophecy