Absent Minded
False religion im pointing at
Lets face it
we have crab syndrome
we see success and pull one another down
wether it be out of jealousy or back down to the boiling pits of hell
now i know you dont remember the time we were all gods
and the dreams that were flailing around
i know you dont remember
for i am the one who sees through that veil
Do you really think that if you became a god
that you would be the way you want your god to be?
perfect and logical sane
with no free will to do everyones bidding like a genie?
cause thats what you wanted
thats what you had before
that was a hell you dont remember
and the reason you had run from your sopo called heaven
your not thinking through of what you believe
Hundreds of thousands of powerfull gods
is that what you want
a million or billion powerfull people
with on object to crave of being the one in control
and still strive to get along?
only to return to this dream called earth to realise this place
where we fight with ourselves and powerlessness
and bullets and bombs is a far better dream than the nightmare
that the power had granted us when we were all imperfect gods
You dont remember and your not following the story
you twist the words to the life lesson s you think your living as to what you want
but the truth is there is only one truth and one god
one reason we are all here
and why you have all forgot and are still all lost
Powerfull people and powerfull gods selfishness never removed
and free wills with the shiny things and dreams you want
to become something you never could be
never will be
to start over until you discover what?
The game of prophetic tag....
how god surprising god is like offering hima drug
and once he pull sit off and geys addicted
someone gets blamed
and the reason for who takes the blame for all of our sins
and still nothing is set in stone
as to the story line you have yet to discover
between lines you are not reading
so i either suck you in
or spit you out
you play me as the game you want for the things you want for the things im telling you
for i remember what it was last time
and where it all adds up
Blame me
set your guilt free
blame me its my fault again
but i came prepared
and so the story gpoes from today through the time machine on a witchhunt
to the beginning of time to save the life of a god living today
no one knows of
as in my third eye i squirm and suffer and watch him strive to surprise himself
and pray for him to fail
to save his only begotten son
but soo what!!!!
Jesus will save us
if we save him from his third death and last life
so here i am trying to buy him a continue
so he can continue
and crawl through the centuries with a delicate butterfly effect that curses me
and its something else
and you all want to be gods
greedy powerfull gods
crab syndrome nonthe less playing with power you cannot fathom and life you rnew sport
and who are you going to be making happy when you havent written or dreamed your godly proposal
of what you would do with such powers for a woorld to revolve around you and a univers you dont know what to do with?
The only way i would turn all of u into gods is to make u all like genies
and dominoes of my plan
where you give me one riddle each and when i figure yours out
i get my three wishes from you
and then move onto the next riddle and genie to grant me three wishes
for my object to crave is concerning us all
and sure you wonder why the god at the top keeps us all down
under his thumb in such a way
if only you remembered the veil placed upon you od such soo called chaos you will never remember of a gullible god
under rug swept
you would see how and why the world truly is this way
how many of you are genies
and offer me riddles with cheques for me to cash if i figure it out
but here i am in the centre of soo much and confused with heapings on my plate and
trying to figure out the first riddle to make the world a better place as you gods laugh
at the only man of mankind left as you have all become gods
in such a fashion
it seems so obvious
and then i get good at it wish for an opponenet
of equal intelligence to challenge me at this riddle game
and together we wish our wishes and go to claim our fame
of a world i understand and a life lesson even satan if he wins all his wishes and answers
will never comprehend
because the world and univers was not built that way
and in the end you will understand when you get your turn why he had such along rule it seems
and you come to oppose me
in this game of riddles and slides we are building of an eternity dream
One man in the middle
of all you genie gods
and endless wishes
and when its perfect
we can either destroy it with the perfect wish of setting you all free
or wish to do it again
or maybe the first wish was soo perfect
this world is mine
and it doesnt matter
for what i say here is closer to the truth than many of your false religions
and how far the legacies of prophets once wished for have gone
to save me from myslef
to give me a surprise
at my own birthday party
where i spoil you rotten and in the end you all run away hurt and hating me
and i dont know how to make it any better
and you all say i m trying to buy you over
when in fact im not
and its not a curse
i just have to solve your riddle one day and break ur curse to rescue you
and not the same way that they never did
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we have crab syndrome
we see success and pull one another down
wether it be out of jealousy or back down to the boiling pits of hell
now i know you dont remember the time we were all gods
and the dreams that were flailing around
i know you dont remember
for i am the one who sees through that veil
Do you really think that if you became a god
that you would be the way you want your god to be?
perfect and logical sane
with no free will to do everyones bidding like a genie?
cause thats what you wanted
thats what you had before
that was a hell you dont remember
and the reason you had run from your sopo called heaven
your not thinking through of what you believe
Hundreds of thousands of powerfull gods
is that what you want
a million or billion powerfull people
with on object to crave of being the one in control
and still strive to get along?
only to return to this dream called earth to realise this place
where we fight with ourselves and powerlessness
and bullets and bombs is a far better dream than the nightmare
that the power had granted us when we were all imperfect gods
You dont remember and your not following the story
you twist the words to the life lesson s you think your living as to what you want
but the truth is there is only one truth and one god
one reason we are all here
and why you have all forgot and are still all lost
Powerfull people and powerfull gods selfishness never removed
and free wills with the shiny things and dreams you want
to become something you never could be
never will be
to start over until you discover what?
The game of prophetic tag....
how god surprising god is like offering hima drug
and once he pull sit off and geys addicted
someone gets blamed
and the reason for who takes the blame for all of our sins
and still nothing is set in stone
as to the story line you have yet to discover
between lines you are not reading
so i either suck you in
or spit you out
you play me as the game you want for the things you want for the things im telling you
for i remember what it was last time
and where it all adds up
Blame me
set your guilt free
blame me its my fault again
but i came prepared
and so the story gpoes from today through the time machine on a witchhunt
to the beginning of time to save the life of a god living today
no one knows of
as in my third eye i squirm and suffer and watch him strive to surprise himself
and pray for him to fail
to save his only begotten son
but soo what!!!!
Jesus will save us
if we save him from his third death and last life
so here i am trying to buy him a continue
so he can continue
and crawl through the centuries with a delicate butterfly effect that curses me
and its something else
and you all want to be gods
greedy powerfull gods
crab syndrome nonthe less playing with power you cannot fathom and life you rnew sport
and who are you going to be making happy when you havent written or dreamed your godly proposal
of what you would do with such powers for a woorld to revolve around you and a univers you dont know what to do with?
The only way i would turn all of u into gods is to make u all like genies
and dominoes of my plan
where you give me one riddle each and when i figure yours out
i get my three wishes from you
and then move onto the next riddle and genie to grant me three wishes
for my object to crave is concerning us all
and sure you wonder why the god at the top keeps us all down
under his thumb in such a way
if only you remembered the veil placed upon you od such soo called chaos you will never remember of a gullible god
under rug swept
you would see how and why the world truly is this way
how many of you are genies
and offer me riddles with cheques for me to cash if i figure it out
but here i am in the centre of soo much and confused with heapings on my plate and
trying to figure out the first riddle to make the world a better place as you gods laugh
at the only man of mankind left as you have all become gods
in such a fashion
it seems so obvious
and then i get good at it wish for an opponenet
of equal intelligence to challenge me at this riddle game
and together we wish our wishes and go to claim our fame
of a world i understand and a life lesson even satan if he wins all his wishes and answers
will never comprehend
because the world and univers was not built that way
and in the end you will understand when you get your turn why he had such along rule it seems
and you come to oppose me
in this game of riddles and slides we are building of an eternity dream
One man in the middle
of all you genie gods
and endless wishes
and when its perfect
we can either destroy it with the perfect wish of setting you all free
or wish to do it again
or maybe the first wish was soo perfect
this world is mine
and it doesnt matter
for what i say here is closer to the truth than many of your false religions
and how far the legacies of prophets once wished for have gone
to save me from myslef
to give me a surprise
at my own birthday party
where i spoil you rotten and in the end you all run away hurt and hating me
and i dont know how to make it any better
and you all say i m trying to buy you over
when in fact im not
and its not a curse
i just have to solve your riddle one day and break ur curse to rescue you
and not the same way that they never did
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False religion im pointing at
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