Life came from the stars
So too, did the galactic Caesars
Humanoids on a mission to
Exploit a still virgin blue-green world
The alien with his winged compass
On Lacerta's turf he did trespass
Inspired by a blank canvass
Set out to, in his own image
the myrmidons were told
Fashion from straw
Human gold

The truth is… 
In who's book, did you look?

Legends and myths
Even as Eve
Emerged from the pyramid
In which she was conceived
Pieces and bits
As we blindly try to unwind
The convoluted ball of twine
Searching for the mark that separates
Fiction from fact
As mis-education, ignorance and manipulation
Shove us further into isolation and
voluntary subjugation
The true nature of history
Whitewashed by archeology
Men who have no clue
And…
Those who say what they are paid to
And yet in almost in every nation 
We see…
Separated by water and time
A particular yarn
Passing through consecutive generations
With startling clarity and
 “legendary” similarity

The truth is… 
In who's book, did you look?

Can you fault biblical man
For expressing in his limited terms 
That thing in his sky?
Chariots never have, never will fly
If you don't grasp it, is it a mystery?
Not really!
There is no magic, no miracle
No “God”
Just technology
And multiple races,
Older, smarter, fiercer and in some cases
With a vast sense of superior
Was it wrong to banish Lucifer?
Discredit Lacerta?
Was it wrong for that old serpent to open some eyes?
Make the puppets somewhat wise?
Would you be pissed if you went away
And the lizards lured your pets outside to play?

Was it wrong to kill the rest,
And save only those who worshipped you best?
Monotheistic, polytheistic, atheistic
Who's right, who's wrong?
Cross species, genetic shenanigans
Genesis in a bottle, it was that damn simple
From cradle to grave
The unwitting slave
On two feet, on bended knee
Mired in hypocrisy
On a perpetual trip
Unsure of what it is he does or 
Does not worship

The truth is… 
In who's book, did you look?

There is a story
Everybody has a version
There is only one
Recorded for posterity
By those who witnessed
The birth and growth of a history
And so someday
When the scales tumble away
From your eyes
And you're able to discern
The frequency and diversity
Of the life falling from your skies
No matter who or where
Someday you will live to see
Your legends become your reality
Someday you will get an up close look
At the magnificent…
Fairytale Book
Of Truth

Those hallowed and ancient pages
Indited by countless, nameless faces
From so many different places
In between whose lines you'll find…
Reptiles thriving on the scent of sulphur
Miles under
Mermaids swimming in the shadow of Chances
Navigating tunnels that go on forever…

Fairytales?

The truth is… 
In who's book, did you look?