Rhapsody for Tomorrow

Two eyes, ten fingers; if you have them, you have them all. What the girl who climbed the snow-capped mountains brought to the world, Is it a gift from the gods, or a curse? We have no way of knowing. But the only thing I can be sure of is, It is we who have the ability to change the world. With fantasies about tomorrow, resorting to "violence" to heretics Sing loudly to a tomorrow that can still be decided by us.