Absent Minded
Bounty of the gods
heres the crime scene
now that we know god is alive
and this isnt heaven
and there probably is no such thing through all the echoes of me
We plag a game of shadow
a silent game of tag
so to speak
a language of the souls
that we have been yearning to play since the beginning of time
going all the way back to the 7 crowns of recycled dreams
So say its me
and I'm god
the one with the bounty of the gods upon me
but be quiet and still my friends
its a trick up my sleeve
a fame im destined not to see
for as we play this game of shadow to make me shinbe and spotlight me
the whole world over
to blackmail me as a god
whoever isn't listening truly is
whoever steps out of line
is god and our fingers will point at him
and ever soo quickly the bounty of the gods is placed
and we go on hunting
until god can figure a way to pass the tag nonchalantly
onto someone else
and make another dead body victom crime scene
soo spotlight me
I'll wear colors everyday while you wear black and white
but thats not the truth
or is it
it might be
and maybe i will tell the truth to my peers which i have many or few
through the internet
satellite or television
to make this harder
and then whoever falls out of line
whoever is not obsessed with me
whoever isnt revolvong arounfd the betterment of this world and all ofits predicaments
i selflessly live through stage by stage
is the enemy and the bounty of the gods is placed
and then you can go hunting looking for the new echoes of who is lieing black mailing me
So lets start over
I'll wear red tomorrow You all wear black and white
or we'll do it on my birthday and play shadow obsessively like an underground game
of tag to save the world
by makiong me live through stages and predicaments of unfortunate events
and the one who falls outside of wanting to do this or have it happen is god
but who is god and where did he go?
Will you help me find god?
but you have to do it on my terms
the bount of the gods and all
i know its going to occur
this isnt heaven and i know he's here
so when we discover who isnt revolving around me
revolving around the plan to save the world
is thgenemy and as the hot potatoe goes around
me being nostradamus i wil pull the wool off the wolf
and since i hiundsighted the hunter
i foiresee the wolf
Imagine me all in red and everyone all in black and white
the first one to stop obsessing to wear black and white
to wear a color becomes god
sets up the new slide or dress code or whatever
and this is how babel sis fall
so god could get away with everything awful
The one protesting everyuthing is either my lover or enemy
but through my self reflection and understanding will i know who
the ones following along are either my friends or people i can or cannot trust
but what do i know anyway
as the bounty of the gods comes circling around from me to you?
The hot potatoe goes around
and soon the angels begin to shine and fade
you hear the music make sense and we begin burrying bullets and bombs
dismantling grenades and atom bombs
and there is no more reasons to be afraid
but wait
the bounty of the gods
and soo much at stake
Since im the prophet in the middle
here to understand and learn gods game of decoys and tag
of lies and liars
and truth and deception
can u trust me when i shine and then decide to fade
as i take the lead of gabrielles dance and you try to mess up every step
and the angels seem to come out and play?
so lets start this again
through the echoes of me
red and blue for three weeks to sound off the alarms
and we'll see whose still wearing white and black cemented in their heads who are still listening and stuck on what levels of psychology
as i offer god his last getaway
as i cant stop from grinning
so the 7 crowns of recycled dreams is all on me
and how much i have suffered has to go unknown
but i spill the seeds at your feet
and the veils of reality i will lift on eby one
never make it to seven
for god knows when i do his cover is blown
so take your bounty of the gods and put me in control full well knowing
i have a satan trap
and a method to catch the crimianl who set him loose on our planet
man has aplan
and im sorry when i take a stand for mankind
not for the first time
wether you end up diein glaughing or not
but im not goin g down in historty without a fight wether ignorance is bliss
the bounty of the gods soon to be on my head
and every november 21st by getting together to wear white and black
or red and blue we help me remove it
but which blind slide
or first level of how we all belong is it?
now that we know god is alive
and this isnt heaven
and there probably is no such thing through all the echoes of me
We plag a game of shadow
a silent game of tag
so to speak
a language of the souls
that we have been yearning to play since the beginning of time
going all the way back to the 7 crowns of recycled dreams
So say its me
and I'm god
the one with the bounty of the gods upon me
but be quiet and still my friends
its a trick up my sleeve
a fame im destined not to see
for as we play this game of shadow to make me shinbe and spotlight me
the whole world over
to blackmail me as a god
whoever isn't listening truly is
whoever steps out of line
is god and our fingers will point at him
and ever soo quickly the bounty of the gods is placed
and we go on hunting
until god can figure a way to pass the tag nonchalantly
onto someone else
and make another dead body victom crime scene
soo spotlight me
I'll wear colors everyday while you wear black and white
but thats not the truth
or is it
it might be
and maybe i will tell the truth to my peers which i have many or few
through the internet
satellite or television
to make this harder
and then whoever falls out of line
whoever is not obsessed with me
whoever isnt revolvong arounfd the betterment of this world and all ofits predicaments
i selflessly live through stage by stage
is the enemy and the bounty of the gods is placed
and then you can go hunting looking for the new echoes of who is lieing black mailing me
So lets start over
I'll wear red tomorrow You all wear black and white
or we'll do it on my birthday and play shadow obsessively like an underground game
of tag to save the world
by makiong me live through stages and predicaments of unfortunate events
and the one who falls outside of wanting to do this or have it happen is god
but who is god and where did he go?
Will you help me find god?
but you have to do it on my terms
the bount of the gods and all
i know its going to occur
this isnt heaven and i know he's here
so when we discover who isnt revolving around me
revolving around the plan to save the world
is thgenemy and as the hot potatoe goes around
me being nostradamus i wil pull the wool off the wolf
and since i hiundsighted the hunter
i foiresee the wolf
Imagine me all in red and everyone all in black and white
the first one to stop obsessing to wear black and white
to wear a color becomes god
sets up the new slide or dress code or whatever
and this is how babel sis fall
so god could get away with everything awful
The one protesting everyuthing is either my lover or enemy
but through my self reflection and understanding will i know who
the ones following along are either my friends or people i can or cannot trust
but what do i know anyway
as the bounty of the gods comes circling around from me to you?
The hot potatoe goes around
and soon the angels begin to shine and fade
you hear the music make sense and we begin burrying bullets and bombs
dismantling grenades and atom bombs
and there is no more reasons to be afraid
but wait
the bounty of the gods
and soo much at stake
Since im the prophet in the middle
here to understand and learn gods game of decoys and tag
of lies and liars
and truth and deception
can u trust me when i shine and then decide to fade
as i take the lead of gabrielles dance and you try to mess up every step
and the angels seem to come out and play?
so lets start this again
through the echoes of me
red and blue for three weeks to sound off the alarms
and we'll see whose still wearing white and black cemented in their heads who are still listening and stuck on what levels of psychology
as i offer god his last getaway
as i cant stop from grinning
so the 7 crowns of recycled dreams is all on me
and how much i have suffered has to go unknown
but i spill the seeds at your feet
and the veils of reality i will lift on eby one
never make it to seven
for god knows when i do his cover is blown
so take your bounty of the gods and put me in control full well knowing
i have a satan trap
and a method to catch the crimianl who set him loose on our planet
man has aplan
and im sorry when i take a stand for mankind
not for the first time
wether you end up diein glaughing or not
but im not goin g down in historty without a fight wether ignorance is bliss
the bounty of the gods soon to be on my head
and every november 21st by getting together to wear white and black
or red and blue we help me remove it
but which blind slide
or first level of how we all belong is it?
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Bounty of the gods
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