Solillaquists of Sound - Berlin lyrics

Dedicated to the people who never
Thought it could be this
Way injured view on a
Typical yet beautiful occurrence
Life, without insurance
Backed by the endurance of living
Simple tip to keep close
Die now to live again then you will
See how most limit their unknown destiny
Fearing a hypothetical society
That says every
New beginning is an apocalypse
Rocket ships and broken wallets how
Bout a new birth? New worth to what we seek
Of our pockets prophets
You treasure the chains but
Under appreciate the locksmith
Bargaining for the survival of
Your nonsense constant
Closure towards an omnipresent conscience
Adventure the world honest at best
Not everything is King James text
I found God was a verb not
A noun or an adjective
Naming our excuses religion had to give
Pleasure to the gesture of
Manic depressive acts
That make it easier to believe we can’t
Be our own savior’s as fact
Life is beyond who gave it
Creator’s only exists when your
Living consist of what are we gonna name it
Shameless plug
If Jesus is the one then I’m a thug
I guess some never really thought
About as a standard, set to be
Children of their parents
Act rather accordingly
So if the flaw of man measures the difference
Between the process and the outcome see
The apple doesn’t fall too far from the tree
That’s why life is the God of me
My actions reveal heaven
And hell regardlessly
Truth is an opinion marketing "What?"
A systematic addict of a
Lie targeting the good
And bad rather than the element of archery
The point isn’t in the competition
It’s the essence of
Connecting with another from a
Long distance remarkably if you feel it
I’ll know from the awkward plea i’m serious
Life ain’t a style you buy and
Wear like an autumn fleece
Seize the insignificant prayer to
See the end again
Life doesn’t pretend to be a
Job with some benefit's hinder it
You can’t… it’ll only affect your thought
No matter the situation or material bought
Live like you don’t know
What’s giving you air
Logic can’t apply to what’s not there
So what we made a name for
It… think it means just that?
Try labeling the meaning of what’s not fact
It’s nothing

Entering imminent field of hopefuls
Holding onto books and belief
Not being given the power to shower people
With death sentences for heresy
An excess of smiling faith-binding kindness
The kind to disguise social anxiety
I wonder who schooled them to use
Such immaculate passive aggression
On those who retreat
Each week from profession, reflection
Meaningful speech and connection
What technique of your reach
Does public find appealing
When breaking down-
On account of what they feel they lack?
You exploit collapse
I approach focused on respect
With multitudes of blessing, love successful
No regret they ask me if I’ve named one
Man to be my savior yet
I say I claim it all this
World, my dreams, the stars, their depth
You and every musing you see fit
And choose to tend to
Controversial lurkings working tireless
Against us balance, talent, anger, solace –
It is above as so below, honest
Previous to tampered time, my people said it
"In this world you are a god
You find it odd to take the credit?"
Then tell me I can’t be possibly
Speaking word supreme
With no almighty value to the soul
Religion stole my reach and sold it back
Buying time for greatest group illusion
Best described – elusive, irrational
Persistent as disease
Of fear their speech, coercing
But of self comes greatest mercy
Available to those exalting inner-amnesty
Untouchable to certains of
External yields gain
There must be correspondence
Or all prayer is in vain
My love’s become your blasphemy
And gnosis is thy name?
Enlightenment does not depend on
Saviors be attained