Eye of Providence

LYRICS:

[Intro]

(Electricity surges)
Whoa. Whoa, I think I'm a robot
(Electricity surges)
Oh, shit. Is this what it's like to feel something?
(Electricity surges)
Oh, uh!
I really like that
(Electricity surges)
Oh! I wanna feel some more. Can you help me feel? Cause I've heard that psychopaths can't feel

[Megaverse]

(Psychotic laughter)
Oh, I'm just joking
I'm just joking
Yo, in my padded room the Eye of Providence was 'droon' on the floor
I believe I drew it there myself
How long ago, I could not tell you - or an elf
I sometimes ponder I am still in that room, unaware of the unfolding desires of those who sometimes ponder we all live in our own padded cell stricken by madness in hell

...Pair door...

Pandora's gift to humanity
Truly, I ponder indeed that this life I am living is but a dream
From which my mind will never return unseen
Nor would I want it to, for bliss is forevermore in the reality that I have created for myself
I would go further and postulate that the padded room is my mind
If God is everywhere, all the time - omnipresent
Then nothing can separate us from this line
We are God
God is in the keyboard on which I am writing
God is the monitor of which I am fighting
God is the medium through which this book is transmitting to your soul
God is the padded room in which you know
And God is love and eternity
I love the padded room and the padded room loves me

I know it was by design that I came across the Eye of Providence, an occult symbol, in my padded room I believe he, God, predestined that thing
To draw that Eye in that spot for that sole purpose that the fox would see it
The symbol was his way of telling me I'm in his protective care and now you can see
Or rather, "Eye'm", do you understand?
I think you do and we'll spread it across the land
He knew I'd be in that moment looking for signs for Him
And He delivered, because He's my friend
God has always been on my side watching my every step

[Verse 2]

The shores for the ship of my soul
In essence, we are One
And my soul still goes, but it sits inside of that room now and forevermore
And I turn 27, you're a whore
A whore
A whore

[Verse 3/Outro]

I decided I wanted to be a scientist
In the padded cell, I was a scientist
I considered myself more of a quantum-theoretical philosopher
When I think of the padded room I think of the black correctional officer whose daughter was a heroin addict
I remember the officer's pink Nike gloves and her bitchy attitude
Her name eludes me, but her words echo in my soul
Do you know?
Do you know?
"Honey, do you want to go out of here in a body bag?" she said

A fitting question coming from a police officer
The answer to every problem, switched officer and listen
Listen, cause many more
Many more
Many more are coming
Killing
I was quite the nuisance in the padded room
If smearing shit all over myself wasn't enough
Then feigning sleep and forcing the correctional officers to crowd surf me back into the padded room after they let me out

You, come on Aaron we don't want to have to taze you. Stop making things difficult

Childhood defiance or peaceful protest, call it what you will
Call it what you will