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one day That you have within yourself Look to my spirit and nobody else But your blinders are on, and the faith has withdrawn Your faith in my spirit feels completely gone It’s wasted on someone else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