We cut our teeth

On simple needs

On herd and grain

And picking stones to fit our hands

And thus was born:

Hominin thought, hominin deed

Then, our simple thoughts

Shaped our tools

Knapping stones to fit our hands

And thus was born:

Hominin thought, hominin deed, hominin dreams

And fire was tamed

And wolf was tamed

Handaxe let us dream

What clever apes we made

Then, our simple tools

Shaped our thoughts

Lithic flakes of ape removed

And thus was born: a killer

With hominin thought, hominin deed, hominin dreams

And land was claimed

And gods were named

Handaxe let us dream

What clever killers we made

Hand

Axe

Kill

Lithic flakеs of ape removed