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No, now there's no need for the devil.
Man just surpassed all his deeds and now he sees to his biddings.
Oh yeah, NOW were in trouble
Cause' to amaze a man will never cease with his innate ability to bow and plead beneath the feet of power and sovereignty
Until it's essence does possess him and lifts him onto heaven or turns its back on him and drops him like a statue made of stone
chasing fallen specs of gold to collect and hold til' he can clutch the cup that floweth up and drink the poison down lest he live or die, he'll never question why
He lays slain with no name, hypnotized, under the eyes of the beast thats ready to feast upon the breath thats in his chest then praise his flesh and raise it up and give whats left to his children
his names MATERIALISM and he's a part of you, he's a part of me, he's a part of this, that, there and everything. He's nested, invested and respected within our systems
our homes our graves our names our loves our hates our beliefs and our religions, every tribe and every kindred. But unto us a soul has been given
to uphold authority, beside matter and her motions. Turn lifeless words into spoken poetry and bestow the light to see when things should be mended or broken
ah, but somewhere along the way, our souls been pushed astray by a hand who's identity i'm afraid that we own not the right to say
all that I can say, all i can say is
is now were in trouble