Viva la Rebellion
I spent so many years
trying to forget my pain
trying to forget my heartache
trying to forget my shame
I spent so many nights
trying to drown out my sorrow
trying to black out my head
trying to get through these days
We’re running out of time. A time that seems so trivial to a species who believe they were born of God. And yes, this may be true, I mean obviously. If we were not born of God then what were we born of? Nothing? Even if we were born of nothing, then nothing is our God because nothing created everything. Or some krazy multi-demensional conspiracy? That is quite an amusing thought but let us now think with our super-computerlike brains for a sec.
