Darwin's Desert

«This is your captain
I don’t know how
But our wings have caught fire
So jump out now!»
Out of the sky
I fell from the trees
To crawl on sand
On my bleeding knees
And a voice said:
«Be fruitful and multiply!
Bite into that apple!
Devour or die!»
I’ve exorcised the monkey
Crucified his skin
It’s just evolution
Hey, that’s no sin
Nothing personal — no offense
I don’t care what you do
It’s just natural selection
Between me and you
Here comes my revelation
There was never a choice to resist temptation
And you will bite the dust, ‘cause in god I trust
I touch the clouds with my fingertip
I’m the first mammal to use a selfie-stick
Maybe I fell from grace, but I‘ll mark my space
Hallelujah — my Dogma …
This is Darwin’s Desert
Only the fittest survive
My tribe, my herd — oh my god
Only my genes stay alive!