Seb K - Martyr

Looks like years & years of doctrine spread like poison through you
And fears of a meaningless lifetime make death your only clue
So you've been having visions of rewards in paradise
Sacrifice yourself & others, fooled by propaganda & lies.
We're not supposed to feel special, we're not supposed to feel high
We're to use the tree of knowledge and climb atop before we die.
How can you seriously believe that no prophet would reprimand
Your murders & reward random killings with a short-cut to some Neverland?
There are other methods to heal your soul, why not use your energy
And transform your visionary powers into art, paintings, music or poetry
We're not supposed to feel special, we're not supposed to feel high
We're to use the tree of knowledge and climb atop before we die.
You could join some harmless people, you could retire & become a recluse
You could even find a partner for life, pray to your god or praise your muse
From the low lands of hatred to the higher ground of love
From the deep abyss of destruction, your deeds would rise above.
We're not supposed to feel special, we're not supposed to feel high
We're to use the tree of knowledge and climb atop before we die.

Written by:
Sebastien Kellner

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