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Несколько лет, с периодическим усердием и рвением искал слова из трека Fall Of Efrafa — For El Ahrairah To Cry: начиная с 5:05 на фоне успокоившихся гитар слышен текст, который я сразу охарактеризовал как «проповедь из какого-то фильма», т.к. сецифический задний шум заставлял меня так думать. В связи с тем, что на слух мне разбирать английский достаточно тяжело (тем более со музыкальным аккомпанементом и фоновым шумом) — я связывал только отдельные слова и словосочетания. Полностью я понял только слова, услышанные с самого начала: «People sometimes say, "There must be more than just this world, than just this life!" But how much more do you want? We are going to die, and that makes us the lucky ones. Most people are never going to die because they're never going to be born.»
Сегодня случайно нашёл этот текст полностью! Оказывается, как я и думал, — это слова из английского документального фильма «The Root of All Evil? — The Virus of Faith»

Ссылка на фильм: video.google.com
Ссылка на текст: notabenoid.com

ТЕКСТ
There is no all-seeing, all-loving God who keeps us free from harm. But atheism is not a recipe for despair. I think the opposite. By disclaiming the idea of a next life, we can take more excitement in this one. The here and now is not something to be endured before eternal bliss or damnation. The here and now is all we have; an inspiration to make the most of it.
So atheism is life-affirming, in a way religion can never be. Look around you. Nature demands our attention; begs us to explore; to question. Religion can provide only facile, ultimately unsatisfying answers. Science, in constantly seeking real explanations, reveals the true majesty of our world in all its complexity.
People sometimes say, "There must be more than just this world, than just this life!" But how much more do you want?
We are going to die, and that makes us the lucky ones. Most people are never going to die because they're never going to be born. The number of people who could be here in my place outnumber the sand grains of Sahara.
If you think about all the different ways in which our genes could be permuted, you and I are quite grotesquely lucky to be here. The number of events that had to happen in order for you to exist; in order for me to exist.
We are priveleged to be alive, and we should make the most of our time on this world.