Stereolab

Hideous on the edge of a precipice
The cavity filled up with forgetfullness
Beyond theres no retribution only war
Her society overtly...
The meaning of existence
Cant be supplied by religion or ideologies
Left to all our creativity we must find
The real significance that wouldnt be mystified
The sense or non-sense that will emerge on a precipice
Is only the impact of the creative activity
[ Three-Dee Melodie Lyrics ]