Scream At the Heavens

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[Where are you now God? You'll strike me down? Where are you now? Where are your thunderbolts to strike me down? Where's the, the crevice in the earth that's suppose to open up and swallow me? Where is it?] I answer to no man, to no god I have no faith in nothing or no one I have my will and the phallus between my legs And the oath that I took to the baphomet And the blood running course through my veins And the thoughts of a child whose life was betrayed No salvation - I cannot be saved No forgiveness - my mind has been made I'm like the equinox, change of the seasons A shadow on the wall with a lack of reason I am the cist that exists cause you made me And I grow on anyone that's betrayed me And I cannot be cut off or severed 'cause each time I grow back inside a new endeavour And my mission is simple I'm here to bring about the end Through my work and my principles Armageddon in the holy land With no respect or understanding for the holy man Damn, I'm trying to do all that I can To free man from the grasp of the profane's hand You misinterpret and say what I am And try to tell me that I can't when you know what I can Call me enigma, a puzzle you don't understand The pieces fit only if you know the final plan [Chorus:] And so I scream at the heavens Where's your god, where's his love, where's his eternal blessings God must be on vacation With no response to a world that is ruled by Satan And so I scream at the heavens Where's your god, where's his love, where's his eternal blessings God must be on vacation With no response to a world that is ruled by Satan Time is twisted and buried inside of me I'm nothing more than a forced dichotomy I'm everything that you made me And now you have the nerve to try And send your followers to save me I tried to pray you wouldn't face me Maybe it was because you tried to spiritually rape me I renounced all the slave gods But when compared to Islam you could call this a Jihad A great struggle in the search for liberty Your eyes are shut but a portion of the world sees And a portion of the world bleeds And that blood is transmuted into all of us daily Forget not about spiritual substance Everything lives through all the laws of function What exists cannot hold up So is your glass half empty or full in your life's cup Think of this as a proverb From a man who is labeled outlandish and absurd But what of those who were labeled the same And ended up being right and set the world up for change There is no glory without pain So I go through my life in the presence of the mundane Call me enigma a puzzle you don't understand The pieces fit only if you know the final plan [Chorus:] And so I scream at the heavens Where's your god, where's his love, where's his eternal blessings God must be on vacation With no response to a world that is ruled by Satan And so I scream at the heavens Where's your god, where's his love, where's his eternal blessings God must be on vacation With no response to a world that is ruled by Satan [Bridge:] To become is to be but to die And rebirth is to become a part of me To the number of three Because three is the number to help set you free To become is to be but to die And rebirth is to become a part of me To the number of three Because three is the number to help set you free To become is to be but to die And rebirth is to become a part of me To the number of three Because three is the number to help set you free To become is to be but to die And rebirth is to become a part of me To the number of three Because three is the number to help set you free Call me enigma a puzzle you don't understand Call me enigma a puzzle you don't understand Call me enigma a puzzle you don't understand Call me enigma a puzzle you don't understand The pieces fit only if you know the final plan [Chorus:] And so I scream at the heavens Where's your god, where's his love, where's his eternal blessings God must be on vacation With no response to a world that is ruled by Satan And so I scream at the heavens Where's your god, where's his love, where's his eternal blessings God must be on vacation With no response to a world that is ruled by Satan And so I scream at the heavens Where's your god, where's his love, where's his eternal blessings God must be on vacation With no response to a world that is ruled by Satan And so I scream at the heavens Where's your god, where's his love, where's his eternal blessings God must be on vacation With no response to a world that is ruled by Satan
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