Evolution
Degrees of Truth Lyrics

While islands sink and mountains fade
As the natural landscape changes and erodes over time

The present world is slowly shaped
The current state of the world is continually influenced and molded

By laws of withering and change
Through the processes of decay and transformation

The fittest one will rise and stay
Only the most suitable and adaptable will thrive and endure

Icy fields: an ermine in white
In frozen landscapes, a white ermine serves as camouflage

Will avoid the falcon's eye
Evading the predatory gaze of a falcon

While waiting hidden the clueless prey
Unsuspecting victims remain concealed, unaware of danger

Only the heirs of the ones
Only the descendants of those

Holding the key to survival will grow
Who possess the necessary traits for survival will prosper

The deer and wolf, whales
Animals such as deer, wolves, and whales

Snakes slithering low
Snakes moving stealthily close to the ground

The feathered bird riding the wind
Birds with feathers soaring on the currents of air

All found a place in the bounds of their world
All have carved out a niche in their respective environments

Gone with the fall of just one
Disrupted by the extinction of a single species

It all is so frail
The delicate balance and fragility of the natural world

And when the tables will turn
When circumstances will shift drastically

Will the white rose be saved or be killed by her thorns
Will a symbol of purity be protected or destroyed by its own defenses

The final page will never come
There will be no definitive end to the story of life

Endless chain of ephemeral ways of Life
A continuous cycle of fleeting forms of existence

In lands of green or deserts dry
In both lush landscapes and arid wastelands

A different form shall win the fight
An alternative organism will emerge victorious in the struggle for survival

When lands of green turn bare and dry
When fertile regions become barren and parched

The time has come to evolve or die!
Adaptation or extinction is now imminent

The world is set aflame
The world is engulfed in turmoil and chaos

And now who's to survive
Who will be the ones to endure

The new rules of the game
The revised guidelines for survival

High trees leaving behind
Tall trees abandoning their previous habitats

To stand on plains so wide
In order to occupy expansive open spaces

A spear in the hand to hunt a prey
Equipped with tools to pursue and capture their prey

Out in the grass fields, on wuthering shores
Across the vast grassy fields and stormy coastlines

Beyond woods, high peaks and snow
Extending far beyond forests, towering mountains, and snowy landscapes

All the while changing to fit in their world
Continuously adapting to fit into their specific environments

Only one moment in time, a creature so frail
Existing for only a brief moment, a vulnerable being

Sitting by flames in winter nights
Gathered around the warmth of flames on wintry nights

Singing those tales of ages gone
Recounting stories of long-gone eras

How life began, how mankind will fall
Reflecting on the origins of life and the eventual decline of humanity

In awe wondering what's beyond
In a state of reverence and curiosity about what lies beyond

While islands sink and mountains rise
As landmasses sink below the water and mountains emerge

The unfit form is left behind
The less adapted forms are abandoned

By laws of withering and change
Through the natural processes of decay and transformation

the present world is slowly shaped
The current state of the world is gradually molded

I'm a winner in the fight
I am triumphant in the ongoing struggle for survival

The fittest form in present times
The most suitable and adaptable form in the current era

Bound to wither and delay
Destined to eventually decay and be postponed

The fall to come 'till I breathe
The inevitable decline that will occur until my last breath