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My sins have finally outweighed my prayers
So what else around me represents dissolution so well?
For an iota of happiness
Ive corrupted the pantheons by introducing something tragic
So come now, remind me of my caliber
Load your ammunition up
And Ill drag your gods down with us
Blast for me (blasphemy)
So you feel youve fallen gracefully
And that everything hasnt happened accidentally
Like theres some sort of meaning behind anything-
Forever sounds exhausting I feel sorry for those who get it
Anything that promises artificial heavens have been devils
But thats the hell I fell for
Forever isnt what I asked for
Anything that promises artificial heavens make me skeptical
What else has offered me lazurite, sapphires and rubies -
anything thats too good to be true sounds too familiar to me
Tell me what I want to hear
Reveal its matrix and its quanta
How atoms react to atoms -
How to manifest anything out of nothing
For an iota of happiness
Ive crashed into the pantheons and tested their absence -
cut them into facets
So what if Mount Olympus is only entertained with Shakespearean endings that are timelessly well-written -
Flawlessly cut diamonds, unblemished
Saccadic materialism
Id rather opal pendants and rough gems
That still have some hope left in them
At this point, Ill take carats over clarity
Make anything out of nothing, and nothing out of kerosine
To compete or be forgotten
Have I written every word?
Have I reached for eternal life to only be stricken down by lightning yet?
So come down - remind me of my caliber
Leave me what Im asking for and Ill depreciate the value of it
So Ill set the highest standards for theistic gambles and its activists
Religious practices and its gamblers
Youre as convincing as your actions are
So come now show me something magical
Conjure something tangible
So what I give a fuck if mount olympus is looking down on us
Weigh on me, your love is cumbersome
and Ive dragged them to the ground for it
Whats the traits of god if their not held accountable for them
Absolute power corrupts absolutely Id rather not be around for it
Forever isnt for us -
like it reminds you of every burden that youve carried;
That you wouldnt see inside heaven
So what if mount Olympus doesnt applaud for Odysseus
But would rather watch Sisyphus push rocks for a living
So dilute and dissolve your Iliads and your Odyseeys
Contain your gods within pages that will run out of ink
Define its traits locked in place - all of its imperfect qualities
To compete or be forgotten
To be or not to be
Via Negativa
All for your Shakespearean endings with perfectly fucked up tragedies