As I watch the earth evolve, its revolutions seem eternal
But these are dark days indeed, when ill-conceived deeds dash all hope
Though I try to practice patience, this complacence and debasement
Of rationality persists to be our ever-tightening rope
And it seems to me, unequivocally, these walls deny autonomy
And I can’t accept the tide that’s turning from knowledge to faith
Science now eroded by un-intelligent design
Archaeology denied to preserve the sanctity of archaic lies
And with the twist of the religious knife, the masses fall beneath the tide
Of rhetoric designed to quieten minds with dividing lines
And suddenly, there’s us and them, a white-washed past, the rule of men
Keeping us sedate, teaching how and who to hate
Their fraudulent directives lead us into our next war
The mechanisms of control to wipe out excess poor
So no, I won’t accept, I won’t forget the blood you’ve shed, I’ll be unled!
Fuck all your religions, I’ll become my own god
Because the sum of my pieces is all that I am
Free of dogma or guilt, forming my own master plan
I mould and shape and create, sculpt this thing that I am
No deity shall provide, but I’m pretty sure I can
Apotheosis - there’s nothing in the sky
Apotheosis - religion is a lie
Apotheosis - this freedom is no curse
Apotheosis - I’ll shape my universe
Hypnotised by spectral effigies, the soldiers fall in line
Stripped of dissent and sense, submerged in caustic diatribes
In life, the architects of death, in death become reasons to kill
Exhumed for exhibition to reinforce the fear instilled
Raping the land and slaying love; guided missiles, misguided men
Execute a scheme conceived to serve up profit without end
While in our safe suburban nests, they dance macabre on our screens
Anaesthetised, we close our eyes, drown and destroy our hope and dreams
So let’s put this one to bed, no, there’s nothing in the sky
Just carbon, chance and energy, no answer to your cries
Your wars, your hatred and your slavery were based upon a lie
No forces forcing all our hands, there’s nowhere left to hide
Apotheosis - there’s nothing in the sky
Apotheosis - religion is a lie
Apotheosis - this freedom is no curse
Apotheosis - I’ll shape my universe
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