We all wish for a day when we can say it’s all over
A moment in time written in our soul so we’re
Not confronted by images of the ever present yet unknown truth
A word spoken by many but only meant by loose
A word which took us ages to find, but cannot be shouted
Only whispered among the few, the few who routed
Those who gave in the victory are the majority
But to drift with the current cannot become the priority
Prepare to go on a journey with a real destination
A guide, a path, a reasonable compensation
For I will reveal a sheltered secret
A cure for a wound but not to heal it
A secret worn by those, those who do not understand
And torn by those, those humans who demand
For if we knew we would use it
But fate has predicted we would abuse it
 
The bible has been misused and translated wrong
Slowly peaces will merge it will not take long
Because the fake Jesus’ have been produced
And the real message ignored and reduced
If i got a dime for every time is see something bad
I´d be rich but very sad
Meanwhile critics and experts argue twenty-four seven
But they all have forgotten the steps to heaven
 
Believe the impossible for it has been chosen
Disbelieve the believe that is shown in
Lies, vengeance, and deceit
Wealth power ignorance and the belief in defeat
And if you think the church will get you to God (your wrong), but it will please us
The only way through god is through him Jesus
 
 
Because I’m an expressive rapper the world will never accept me
But because I speak my heart your conscience will never reject me
Somewhere in your life I hope you will select me
I hope you do not see me, but you find your own
Self-conscious that I hope has grown
So that one day you may find peace and let it be known
That you no longer portray an image or a vision
Forced by objects, men, power or even religion
But that you have fate, and that fate is a decision
I hope you choose before it’s to late
Because if you wait to long a decision will turn into fate
Time is logic is had no sedate
Do not listen try to feel
The ear my hear the truth but the soul knows that its real
Sometimes there are those, those who try to steal
And they use the might to start abuse
And they use the religion as an excuse
Forgetting the forgotten has its use