"Dilemma of my State of Mind"

Can You feel me; can You understand my bleeding...
I do it so much that I think that an infusions in order

My mind's wondering; my heart's feeling something
blue too... I've got so much confusion, that to me is
now normal, so that I go this way and that way,
never knowing where my thoughts will lead me to

I plan to daily recreate myself so that I'll never be at
all, in the least frustrated if my shit falls through

Can't get accustomed to; just can't reckon settling
down with this life's definition of what's fake and
what is true

"You'd bury me in Your conformity; leave me the fuck
 alone and let me find my own meaning; this life
 wasn't meant to be lived upon the blade of someone's
 own personal fucking revelation of everything and
 their versions of a fucking deity"

But all the world's gone fucking insane with Absolution
and the...

"Gates of Heaven"

I just want to pull that dogma down from every religion
and stomp it into the past; watch it with the sands of
time be blown away... archaic, ancient history; some
thing dug up in a millennium or two by archaeologists
whom say, "Hmmmh; this was interesting, but it's just
history... good thing too"

Because I...

Can't get accustomed to; just can't reckon settling
down with this life's definition of what's fake and
what is true

"You'd bury me in Your conformity; leave me the fuck
 alone and let me find my own meaning; this life
 wasn't meant to be lived upon the blade of someone's
 own personal fucking revelation of everything and
 their version of an fucking deity"

I hold my head low and shake it in shame... not for
myself but for this world's perception of man's mysteries

They're fathomless, incalculable, marvelous, wonders
and idols to learn what we can from and pass-down to
the next generation in the queue of life for them to from
glean

But the bull-shit wars and genocidal whims that men lash
out of on religious and homicidal reasons are needing to
be brought to an end

And my disdain is unto every neurotic and deity-claiming
bunch of cooks; my hatred is all-inclusive... from none
withheld... fuck you all because if there is, we'll all meet
in Hel

"You'd bury me in Your conformity; leave me the fuck
 alone and let me find my own meaning; this life
 wasn't meant to be lived upon the blade of someone's
 own personal fucking revelation of everything and
 their version of an fucking deity"

But I'll just sink deep into myself and watch it all go to
shit as life ebbs ever forward on, into the destruction and
chaos that these self-proclaimed enlightened-ones have
caused

Because we're all fucked and flawed; reaper's of a world
that's soon to burn down