Scream At the Heavens

[Where are you now God?
You'll strike me down?
Where are you now?
Where are your thunderbolts to strike me down?
Where's the, the crevice in the earth that's suppose to open up and swallow me? Where is it?]

I answer to no man, to no god
I have no faith in nothing or no one
I have my will and the phallus between my legs
And the oath that I took to the baphomet
And the blood running course through my veins
And the thoughts of a child whose life was betrayed
No salvation - I cannot be saved
No forgiveness - my mind has been made
I'm like the equinox, change of the seasons
A shadow on the wall with a lack of reason
I am the cist that exists cause you made me
And I grow on anyone that's betrayed me
And I cannot be cut off or severed
'cause each time I grow back inside a new endeavour
And my mission is simple
I'm here to bring about the end
Through my work and my principles
Armageddon in the holy land
With no respect or understanding for the holy man
Damn, I'm trying to do all that I can
To free man from the grasp of the profane's hand
You misinterpret and say what I am
And try to tell me that I can't when you know what I can
Call me enigma, a puzzle you don't understand
The pieces fit only if you know the final plan

[Chorus:]
And so I scream at the heavens
Where's your god, where's his love, where's his eternal blessings
God must be on vacation
With no response to a world that is ruled by Satan
And so I scream at the heavens
Where's your god, where's his love, where's his eternal blessings
God must be on vacation
With no response to a world that is ruled by Satan

Time is twisted and buried inside of me
I'm nothing more than a forced dichotomy
I'm everything that you made me
And now you have the nerve to try
And send your followers to save me
I tried to pray you wouldn't face me
Maybe it was because you tried to spiritually rape me
I renounced all the slave gods
But when compared to Islam you could call this a Jihad
A great struggle in the search for liberty
Your eyes are shut but a portion of the world sees
And a portion of the world bleeds
And that blood is transmuted into all of us daily
Forget not about spiritual substance
Everything lives through all the laws of function
What exists cannot hold up
So is your glass half empty or full in your life's cup
Think of this as a proverb
From a man who is labeled outlandish and absurd
But what of those who were labeled the same
And ended up being right and set the world up for change
There is no glory without pain
So I go through my life in the presence of the mundane
Call me enigma a puzzle you don't understand
The pieces fit only if you know the final plan

[Chorus:]
And so I scream at the heavens
Where's your god, where's his love, where's his eternal blessings
God must be on vacation
With no response to a world that is ruled by Satan
And so I scream at the heavens
Where's your god, where's his love, where's his eternal blessings
God must be on vacation
With no response to a world that is ruled by Satan

[Bridge:]
To become is to be but to die
And rebirth is to become a part of me
To the number of three
Because three is the number to help set you free
To become is to be but to die
And rebirth is to become a part of me
To the number of three
Because three is the number to help set you free
To become is to be but to die
And rebirth is to become a part of me
To the number of three
Because three is the number to help set you free
To become is to be but to die
And rebirth is to become a part of me
To the number of three
Because three is the number to help set you free

Call me enigma a puzzle you don't understand
Call me enigma a puzzle you don't understand
Call me enigma a puzzle you don't understand
Call me enigma a puzzle you don't understand
The pieces fit only if you know the final plan

[Chorus:]
And so I scream at the heavens
Where's your god, where's his love, where's his eternal blessings
God must be on vacation
With no response to a world that is ruled by Satan
And so I scream at the heavens
Where's your god, where's his love, where's his eternal blessings
God must be on vacation
With no response to a world that is ruled by Satan
And so I scream at the heavens
Where's your god, where's his love, where's his eternal blessings
God must be on vacation
With no response to a world that is ruled by Satan
And so I scream at the heavens
Where's your god, where's his love, where's his eternal blessings
God must be on vacation
With no response to a world that is ruled by Satan