God

I can be your savior
I can be Your Martyr
I can be the God beneath your feet
And In your skies
I can
Because
I see all with all
thine eyes
mine
my eyes
I
Like to play with words
throw them down in front of you
Isn't that religion?
A play on words sold through time
World wide?
Beautiful lies to give hope
to the hopeless
the broken
Blameless
Children who know nothing else
Condemning children
raised
To praise
Idols
Lies
the gods
Of wars
The gods of sin
The gods of the kill
The gods that condemn
Gods that have never had to suffer
or be where we have been
We are made after them
We are their examples
Therefore they are flaws
I can lie
With bladed tongues
and promise tomorrows
when we are gone
Make me your god
if you wish to believe
at least I'm real
at least
i
Feel