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Son of sons

Now confess

All your sins

Unto us

Always 13 steps below the square,

I feel like a child stuck in a grown-up’s mind,

Given far too much for my own good,

A victim of compassion nurtured from the womb

Why?

I don’t know who I am

I fell in line with the herd,

But my mind keeps me in check

My ethics don’t support the unethical

I won’t let your number game define me

It’s a progressive and repressive theory

That underestimates the cynical

No

It can’t be done like this

My thoughts are all my own

And not for you to wash out

While they pray this is the end of it all,

I feel the need to stay here forever

Give me time to see the realms and

Know which one I will survive in

There’s potential in us we can’t

See no matter how hard we try

We try to reach up

For ambrosia

There are easy ways up,

But you’ll fall down harder

We try to reach up

For the nectar

There are easy ways up,

But you’ll fall down faster

Should I blame myself for how I’ve grown?

It’s too late to say I should have known

Now I spend my time obsessing on regrets

And apologies that will never be heard outside my head

Son of sons

Now confess

All your sins

Unto us

Challenge your

Primal state

Sever your

Inner core

Be the one

We believe

Take upon

Destiny

The path is now

Set for you

Something you

Can’t undo

Mind is now abstract and post-conventional

Finds far more lies in reality

And far more truths in fantasy

Happiness withers as the senses appear

You

Gave me a reason to feel

From nothing, consciousness born

Embraced the burden of pain

Time won’t wait for me to turn this

Prison into nectar, so I’ll

Sacrifice my life to claim my

Mind and body as my own

Son of sons

Now confess

All your sins

Unto us

Challenge your

Primal state

Sever your

Inner core

Be the one

We believe

Take upon

Destiny

The path is now

Set for you

Something you

Can’t undo

Settle your mind