the untold simplicity, to unfold these mysteries,
of misery and joy, birthed ajoined now apart/
ironic education, designed for mind levitation,
equating decimation, equating the desicration/
and ever paitient is death awaiting to progress,
ever patient, death awaiting, taking your breath/
never slaves to a chain, never slaves to a man,
only slaves to ambitions of surpassing GOD's hands/
grasping GOD's hands, asking for GOD's presence,
as...we proceed to speak blasphemy in hell/
attached to possessions, questioning the stars,
destination, when made to admire, inspire faith/
but dire is day that scorns the moon for competition,
death was man challenging nature for GOD's wisdom/
for the idea is further than man can even fathom,
while devil sits back as we bite the apple laughing...