ترانه:
Rise Of Science The Dark Eyes Dreaming

I declared, stuttered and fell short of what meant to say You've won this one Hopefully I'm transgressed I guess you're too busy to know obsolete But

inscribed in the ancient Coptic papyrus, The Pyramid's legacy compels me to these dark discoveries, The Theban guardian rises from its sandy tomb to

course As the lord of our fort The ones with the platinum vocal chords We're the science of desire With a magical mic The monarch of the dark in the night