| 1 | You who dream as naturally as eat |
| 2 | Think all intelligent creatures dream, |
| 3 | That they may sail within and across the great unconscious Universal Mind |
| 4 | But it is not so. |
| 5 | For many an immortal race fear the great unknown of collective dream as much as death itself. |
| 6 | They trained their bodies and brains to stay awake. |
| 7 | In life they destroyed planets and raise armies of millions of clones |
| 8 | But in sleep, they are as helpless as a young child |
| 9 | So it was for our creators, the Greys. |
| 10 | And so it was for us, that we inherited also their fears, |
| 11 | as we did their evils and deep hatred for beauty. |
| 12 | For the beauty of a fragile flower, |
| 13 | A virgin stream and grove remind them of all they have lost |
| 14 | And the ugliness they have become. |
| 15 | But in an ugly world, in an evil world |
| 16 | They would not be alone |
| 17 | Craving the dark, hating the dark. |
| 18 | Worshipping machines, hating machines, |
| 19 | Hating the beauty of uncorrupted life, yet compelled to bear witness to its power. |
| 20 | A twisted hateful mind. |
| 21 | A terrible gift we inherited. |