I am here and I walk amongst you.
And to be honest, I’ve been doing it for quite some time now;
watching and observing
I am awake within you every time you open your eyes to see the light; and I am also there when they close for the night
My spirit lives on, like the cycle of dusk into dawn
Tell me how it could not be the epitome of irony,
When you see people dedicate their lives praying under a roof to my entity
As if I’ve died forever
The essence of my being has never left this existence
Persistence, persistence, just pray in persistence.
Maybe you’ll win this, battle one day
That you have within yourself
Look to my spirit and nobody else
But your blinders are on, and the faith has withdrawn
Your faith in my spirit feels completely gone
It’s wasted on someone else
Please, believe, in the spirt of me, and by the power of a god
I will set you free.
Can’t you see, from my pleas?
I’m trying to put you at ease.
I’m saying there's no difference between your spirit and me.
My energy, was the same one that came from the stars
On the day they exploded making a universe start
People say there’s no way, at the end of the day
That I can talk to your spirt cause I'll never display myself
Just a shelf, is what harbors my truth
Lay the bible of lies that was written in sleuth
Subjective thoughts that extinguish
The search deep within us
You stick to what you believe in
Cause if you don't, it's called treason
To god
But don't you think it's odd?
You have all these thoughts, that make you naturally maraud?
Let me give you the courage
To finally see, your treason to God
Is treason to me
Which is who?
It is you
You are the God of your life
Through death and through strife
When you pray to get right
You are the person you speak to, when you need hope to believe
When you reach a low point and you're down on your knees
Getting back to irony
Don't you find it funny,
That when our spirit is finally free;
We credit someone that we can't even see?
So believe, believe
I exist for you to see
Just look in the mirror
To see you are me