I am not forcing anything on anyone

They are merely practicing a faith
That they decided to believe in
Of their own free will

Tell me why do you
Think people believe in god

Because they want to

It's not easy living
In such an ugly coherent world

There is no certainty
And nothing to hope for

People are lost so they reach out
Don't you get it

God didn't create humans no
It's humans who created god

Walking down the border of fame
Go to war torch the mortar throw it
Watch the gorgeous pain
Blaine break the brace close the portable frame
Loiter thangs drain die enjoy the rain
Grains I absorb the flame
Chain I'm the next man
Saying chester chester
Gotta laugh while the sword is slaying
Gore but the fort is tame
Sort of strange
And as I look up at the sky for a second

Life was a record ain't a chord I'd change
Introspective figure
Where my introspective nigga's
Better fetch detectives nigga ain't a clue left
Who's next
Careful graduate living got you
Info adherent nigga
Mixing terroristic tendencies
With mellow written energy
And get this nigga chester asking questions
Like you ain't going leave me
Pick apart these beats
And barbecue them like it's grilling season

Garfish gloom and a trip to doom
I think I'm lucid dreaming
Moving Jesus off it check the wood
As if the cross is bleeding

Dragon
You wake the dude it's fire breathing
Burn the church to nothing
Search the ashes for a higher meaning
Dire reasons

Or a deadly end the mayan's seen it
I was always tripping
Natural floor so that I will see it
Gliding through the light
It's hard to fight it 'cause the right was evil
Court is only villains and they
Wonder why I'm not believing

About to die and as I look up at the sky for a second
If life was a record there's a chord I'd change
Introspective figure where my introspective nigga's
Better fetch detectives nigga
Ain't a clue left
Who's next
Careful graduate living got you info adherent nigga
Mixing terroristic tendencies
With mellow written energy
And get this nigga chester
Asking questions
Like you ain't going leave me
Pick apart these beats
And barbecue them like it's grilling season

Garfish gloom and a trip to doom
I think I'm lucid dreaming
Moving Jesus off it
Check the wood as if the cross is bleeding

So what's this executions reason
Nothing retribution justice
Hatred or a spook to legions
If I knew it I would try and patch it up
Wish you were adhesive
Who's the hero
No what's more important is finding who's the demon
Demons in disguise
Lower's eyes as they guillotine him
Reading civil lies
As the cries from his ruined people

Already dead and as I look down
From the sky for a second

If life was a record all the chords I'd change