To be controlled by the wind of norms
We don't question our believes
Cos, we'd be odd when we do.
To protect pride and ego
We blend to the ways of our society
To feel more connected
We throw away the culture of rationality.
A time would come, and it's coming
When man would be saved by what and who he believes in
Culture, leaders, philosophers would be made void
And all that'd count, would be you.
As you go and flow
Question your believes, cos in doing so
You'll find the truth
And the truth we seek, is when we understand the nature of whom we be.
Man cannot save man
Only something bigger than man can.
Man's creations can't save him
Only the creator of man can.
The truth is;
We belong to a supernatural being
Whose image and emblem we bare
Till the sky turns red
Let's seek his face
Chryss.
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