Remember me please, As your seeing me, Not as a piece of dust recreated me I don't want to die Leaving some one else to explain why Discovered later in deep excavation Our lives a product of imagination Sense of urgency, thoughts moving faster You'll never recognize me after I'm... Buried in the... Why can't you see through It's a text book old to the new But the rest are voodoo I have no sympathy For half a man that brings a whole in front of me Discovered later in deep excavation Your life denied by their Bury relics today for tomorrow But the very idea borrowed Now face the bare fact it's a blatant attack at my back Like some kind of coward I have no power to stop a future I'm no party to Undiscoverd later to suit their tradition Your story a product of their extradition Respect has never been something I'm giving I'm on your cross and the nail is driven Buried in the...