There is a problem with too many options
It makes us think we can do what we want
But how do we know what direction to take
When most of them are spiritually gaunt
We have to be open to take a sharp turn
If the truth whispers to call us home
Freewill can then be willingly sacrificed
All righteous roads lead away from roam
I used to want to be a magician
Conjuring my destiny from any selfish whim
I was prepared to trample over all before me
A do what thou will jungle Jim
I even talked to the ones who call themselves gods
I had the arrogance to ask them to help me
But now I have come to realise the truth
That there is only one who can help the blind see
Looking back into my own personal history
I have had many opportunities to see before
But for some reason I found it easier
To bury my head in the sand and ignore
This time I feel it will be much harder
To turn my back on my spiritual calling
I have done many things of which I am not proud
Now is the time to stop destiny falling
But facing up to the things that I need to do
Seems quite daunting and almost absurd
Like giving up drinking and drugs
Will force me two steps outside of the herd
If I mention off hand that I have repented
I will get laughed out of their house of fun
They will say “Haven’t you read David Icke
Don’t you know that everything’s one?”
I wouldn’t know how to reply to them
Because that is what I used to think
Anyone who believed otherwise
I advised them to go see a shrink
Especially those people who follow a book
As if it is some kind of do or die law
I would point out that contemporary science
Is the fatal nail of their religious flaw
But I was ignorant them and I still am
Because the truth has been hidden in plain sight
If it means dropping everything
Then I will do what I believe to be right
At this point it is just an inkling
Guiding me to have a closer look
But I will need to find a good teacher
Who can explain the words in the book
Cause to me right now they are gobbledygook
Maybe I should have listened in school
But I don’t think it would have mattered
Because they want you playing the fool
I have fell for every trap laid before me
When I do something, I do it extreme
I have exhausted every conspiracy theory
Discovered the one common theme
It’s Lucifer, the Fallen Angel
The Darkness who resides over man
Tried it’s best to lead us astray
But will fail as it said in God’s plan
At least that is how I understand it
I am doing my best to catch on
Surely the madness must have some point
We can’t all be the Devil’s spawn
I am sure you agree it’s intriguing
There has to be something to religion
And by God I intend to find it
Even if it’s just a smidgen
So would you care to join me?
The more the merrier I believe
If we all get together in God’s name
Peace on Earth we may start to achieve
If that leads to eternal bliss for everyone
Then so much the spiritual better
That has to be preferred to eternal damnation
Wearing a six hundred- and sixty-six-inch-thick sweater
Cheers!
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