(I am just)
(I am just)
(I am just)
Mad I converted to start thinkin' matter is worthless
But that's a diversion
For the fact that it's hurling in a massive disversion
Through the space and this thoughts and the place
Is about to be written; it's mine
I'm basically saying that faith is designed
A cosmos that can't see its face in its prime
After millions of years of this patience of tryin' to
Understand more of its effluent science
That's buyin' the limits that have been set by us
Most basic abilities meant for survivin'
A life and then try to decipher
Its flight and its micro-displacement in mine
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If half of the planets and half that has happened
Have perished and half of them lasted but famished
Semantics, awareness, appearence, and essence
Would vanish, would then anything just be better in time
'Cause time is just an illusion
Made for and by humans to fortify movement
Distract the confusion inside its affluence
It's smaller than life that affects in the universe
Get mad at gay people and pass as your birth
But to People that matter just acts as inertia
So matter stays movin' inside to conclusion
A way this creation, the infallible human
And after the cancer's completed its cleanse
The universe's initial plans can commence
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All that is bliss, all that is cold
All that exists, all that we'll fold
All that is meant, all that is told
All that is this, all that we'll fold
All that is gift, all that is sold
All that you'll miss, all that you know
All that view this, all that is bold
All that is lived, all that will fold