In the beginning, a tremendous explosion!
The birth of countless suns
Breathing with the heartbeat of nuclear fusion
A plan unfolding, the Masters design
A green blue planet, his Masters focus
Creating the setting of life and existence
His chef-d’oeuvre, a creature of his likeness
To whom he gives his gift of conscience.
In a garden called Eden, man fared well
But only to fall to a serpents temptation
Sin was upon man and to man death befell
Cast unto the wilderness, upon his expulsion.
Time came and time past
His sinfulness unchanging, hope almost lost
Then cleansing waters, upon the land was cast
From the bowels of the earth to the peaks of frost.
Upon the empty earth man multiplied
Into the shadows some crept
Some in the light, goodness exemplified
But sin was still mans debt
The Master so loved the world
That his Son was born among men
To pay the ultimate price, as prophets foretold
That man may be saved from sin.