I have no clue on what you do to me
but this isn't what I'm meant to be
I want to do something good, even great
but you tell me it's not meant to be
well I say **** destiny, **** the Illuminati
speaking truth means a lot to me
and if I die
then I guess it was meant to be.

One glorious moment
God said to me
"I am here"

Tears of joy
washed away my fear
as God revealed
the essence of the universe
a cosmic Oneness
filled with love
beyond imagining
the mystic sees
the infinite connection
of the ultimate power

But I, a mortal being
consumed by form
it seems
God withdrew
left me standing there
in a world separate
where matter divides
and boundaries form
to close the mind
and hide the truth

Yet grateful I am
forever changed
to find myself
witness to God

If you were in a cage, and you knew,
What would you choose to do?
It seems that maybe that's the key -
The only way to be free is to learn to play,
because even searching for the exit is just another way
To get caught up in the plot and grime and crust
An inevitability - maybe there's no way to be clean
And trying not to play is just the same old game
Biting our own hands doesn't make us any less tame
Because these are the colors we're meant to spark;
You can't steal the song from the throat of the lark
because it's meant to be sung and shared and put on display;
If my life is just a splash of color against the gray,
Well that's okay -
I don't need a time share on eternity to have a life well lived
All I have, I freely give.

Sin is a real evidence keeper
Expose it to your equals
Or it will eat you