Going Down.

Some say man is redeemed by faith,
transcendent abilities through practice, belief.
Forgiven, steadfast.
Forgiven, redeemed.

Blinded manipulation,
set me in a grave.
Heat and warmth,
fire surrounds.
Show me yours— I'll show you mine.
Driving that bus,
we're going down.

Blind man, deaf,
three wise walking.
Recite, preach, recite, believe.
Faith running through your bones, is your existence solely exposed?
Your being, create.
Do you crave redemption, or simply faith?

Drink the water, taste the wine.
Eat the host, swallow divine.
Confess your sins, live by books,
Leviticus, Revelation— damn the crooks,
stone the sinners, love and don't judge.
but damn those wearing materials x2, the gay, the queer, knocked up women, too.

"The Lord, He reigns, He speaks in tongue. Holy Spirit, I've fallen, saved by your love."

Only a facet of answers, followed by a cult, open your eyes. It is you who's above.

Creative manipulation,
set me in a grave.
Heat and fire,
burning, ablaze.
Show me yours— I'll show you mine.
looks like we're going down;
get in, let's ride.

Stars, defeat.

I am the stars, I am defeat.
So that during winter I cannot.. (Repeat)
Rejoice, rejoice, higher power— ONE.
(I have not come undone)
I am the stars, I am defeat.
So that hand in hand, I conquer madness; repeat.

Justified lullabies of fortune in love,
Perfect cursive,
I shall look above.

The distance between the stars and I are a melodic harmony of meditation and compromise.
I see them among the clouds, a haziness much like the infinitesimal light of a bulb on the brink of breaking, fading, dying away.

But I am the stars, I am defeat.
I'm the level where poetic harmony and beginning of new life finally meet.
I am the stars, I am defeat,
A projection of hope that yes, while they fleet,
You are still love,
You are still harmony.

Capable of being a star, less defeat.

As precaution, tend to fleet.
Overcome by paralysis
It makes me defeat.
But the stars remain
(I am one),
The sun, earth, stars
(I am one).

Regression of negativity, unfluential waves,
Regress, my one,
Regress and fade.

Magnificent fortune obtained by color,
Obtained by leaves of evergreen.

In the fall, the soul is changed,
The new life of a season,
(lake of worry and pain)
The new progression of days.

Dew on the grass glittered today—
Did you see it? Or were you defeated like me?

Lives anew— why are they so blind?
Do they not see that new things arise?
New harmony, new thinking, yet they fear to realize.
It's a belief that the world NOW knows all that's due
But in reality, you haven't a clue
Of what's out there (like the stars)
What's granted (higher thinking, above).

More fearful of demise of the thoughts made by those you love.

Redeem, defeat, be the stars, the earth, creativity will meet..
Will meet you in the place of spectrum overlap alike, at the place where the world divides.
That place, that place
Complacent in a world that subsequently subsides,

But I ask, I ask, I ask of you— Are you in the stars, too?
Or are they the enemy, a reflection of fear inside you?

Justified lullaby of perceptions so true,
I am the stars, defeat.
Exonerating you.