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It all seems to strange
The mutes the bums
The dogs with mange, the poor,
Doesn't anybody help themselves anymore
I guess not
Barefoot pregnant women
Little kids whit snot on their face
A land of plenty, a dynasty of disgrace!

Take a piece of life in hand, you know that life is yours
Indulgence, everlasting rage escaping through your pores
Day by day it grows so close, intensify the end
You know the day will come, we go beyond the end

What's in store, we fear no more, a blaze of ritual fire
Accept a form of life unknown by death, I am inspired
Hoping for a place of worship to pardon all my sins

The illness prolific, let the wordsmith begin.
Haste with reservation, neither chi or Zen
Could create quite the conflict.
All are not know and not seen.
Eclipsed in the credit of creation. A murky at best running stream
Of these men who claim contact, by pointing their limbs to the sky.
They were so special and chosen, to place all this fear in disguise of
Jesus Faux King Christ.

I deny your wretched lifestyle
Who am I to fool myself?
A distant cry of help from others
A child's brain, a world of greed
It's all around you, can't you see?
Are you blind to the like of me?

Politician, I see through your charade

Leave us alone, we never harmed you
Leave us alone, we beg of you
How could you be, so unforgiving
Without it you see, you won't be living
To see the creator
Compiled of mineral & sea

If given a voice, we'd lash out at you

You say there's freedom
Within our nature
Well I don't think you understand
Mother Earth has fallen to Mother Man
The Air, the Sea, the Grass, the Trees,
The nemesis is the major,
Fearless leader Mother Man.

I am my own self-ruler
I need not any ministry
I see our music scares you
Can't you see that

There's no truth in modern religion, a god we do not praise
There's no truth in heaven or hell or what lies between
There's no truth in a man-made bible, so who are they to say?

On they slay through clouds of death
No mercy or no fear
The sound of twisting flesh
Is the last thing you will hear
Take your final breath
You dying time is near

Fear clutching on the threshold of death

A blast of light is emerging, a soul prepared to learn
Its classroom, our earth, enlightment it yearns
Receiving the life and knowledge it deserves
A spectrum of warmth, a soul is life-preserved

Please don't think that when you die
You'll spend eternity up high
When what you really ought to know

Your life's retribution
Catered to undo
Mistakes you have made
These lessons catch up with you
As I lay awake in bed at night
The thoughts of life
Pass left and right
They appear on my sensory screen

Lie half-alive in my hospital bed
Or to some of you that may be half-dead
I.V. machines running to my veins
Man-made life restores my withered remains
A mirror of sorts appears before my being
My human end has come, that's all that I see

Now that my soul it set free

Second to Sun, second to sun
Like Jupiter, we are the ones
All atoms, report to the sun...we are the ones.
Like Jupiter we are the ones, all atoms report to the sun, We are the ones!
The grandest performance, next in line to enormous.
Epicureans say it the senses, over reason to finish the sentence.
Gods and fear, glass ceiling above and below.
Why are we here, you were so sure we thought you would know..you don't know!

Slow, Strong and steady, that's who wins this race
The end carries little confetti, thank evolution, I love the pace,
The proportion, the sustain in the space of the now.
It's not how you die, it's how you live your life.
It's not how you try, you just do it! Suffice it to say in the space of the NOW!
Slow down!
Tortoise the Titan, Tortoise is the Titan...Slow down!!!

Enter this thought in your mind
We all were put here for mankind
To serve and obey a so-called lord
The price we must pay we can't afford
Evangelistic politics
No matter how much pain the might inflict
Now that this thought has set in
Wake up and realize this brutal sin

The fog rolls in thin here tonight
And all that is warm
Grows ice cold
All that are strong
Fill with fright
My ship has returned here tonight

Get away

Have you seen the size of my paws? The largest in all the land
Do you fear my bi-cuspid display? On my rear hands I stand!
Didn't it make you want to compromise?
Picking a path of a moth in the corner
Sit in a puddle of dry aspirations
Just enough to maybe try.
So useless stuck to the ceiling
Making your spine just liquefy.