See genetics singing out   The face of this race   The work of creation shouting out   Do you see the same or do you see   What's unique      With the Flesh, the Blood, the Bones,   Here come the clones   With all their garbage, with all their splendor   The breath of the spirit   We can never render      No blade identical, no heart impermeable   How can you manufacture the holy spirit   Father bring life to Blood, to Bones,   Here come the clones      With all their garbage, with all their splendor   The breath of the spirit we can never render      The Bodies are inhabited with life,   The son of man   The power in no hierarchy forthcoming   Even the bereft of life will stand      As the trumpet drones raise the bones   Prophesy to light, no man can elevate alone      We're not so different, we're not the same   Hating brother's quality and beauty   Who are we?      Human being's the name   With flesh, with moans   We throw the stones   At all the garbage, and all the splendor   At the spirit and hope that it can render      We fall.