Nothing More - Cry To Asclepius lyrics

"Love is the ultimate force that makes for
The saving choice of life and good
Against the damning choice of death and evil
We are now faced with the
Fact that tomorrow is today we are confronted
With the fierce urgency of now we
All inhabit this small planet in this
Unfolding conundrum of life and history
There "is" such a thing as
Being too late we all
Cherish our children's future procrastination
Is still the thief
Of time life often leaves us standing bare
Naked and dejected with a
Lost opportunity we all
Breathe the same air we may cry out
Desperately for time to pause in her passage
But time is adamant to every plea and rushes
On over the bleached bones
And jumbled residues of
Numerous civilization are written
The pathetic words, 'Too late'"