Waiting for a change. The more we move we stay the same. Hoping for something more Than primal scream and caveman calls. Why... can't we get there?... Why (can't we rise above this?) Why is it that in these words we know the truth Yet nothing stirs And in this tune there's nothing learned Subhuman Creation Creation groans. This yoke we wear that holds us down. Risen from beyond Temptation calls to everyone Why can't we see him And hear him calling. Why is it that in these words we know the truth Yet nothing stirs And in this tune there's nothing learned Subhuman Subhuman Subhuman