The real Matrix

Two worlds existing
Two worlds colliding
The oldest war of History
Even if most of us don't see
Is still going on as we speak
This really makes me freak
To know we're living a lie
That more and more of us die
Spiritually
We've given up our liberty
By believing satan's lies
We've been living pitiful little lives
We often say "Money is the root to all evil"
But we need to realize that the real root is the devil
Everything that this world has created
Was made up to keep us farther away from the One with whom all started
We've been part of this world
For so long that we don't even realize we are now part of his mold
Everyday we b-i-t-c-h against God
Accusing Him of the blood
That is shed everyday unfairly
And satan laughs at us losing sense of reality
We are the ones who decided to live our lives on our own
And are shocked when God unwillingly lets us alone
To deal with the mess that we made
Can you believe this is the same Eden God made
Sin has corrupted us and earth
Yes this is now definitely satan's turf
God is heartbroken looking at us
But He loved us too much to force us
To follow His plan using His power
No that is not His nature
He wants us to come back willingly to Him
To come to know Him and love Him
And acknowledge we went wrong
And needed his help and guidance all along
God is so awesome
There's nothing too bad He won't forgive us from.

He already provided us with a way out
All we need to do is believe in His son that he sent out
Jesus' sacrifice set us free from the punishment that we deserved for our sins
Forgiven we can now hold up our chins

For we are saved by grace
Now we can finish the race
Repent and be purified
One step at a time we are justified
Thank God it is not by works that we obtain eternal existence
For it would have been a struggle lost in advance.

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