He Lives - A'dam

Trying to turn stone into bread

Masquerading like he got it figured out

Cut off from the sunshine, only smart in his own head

Leaving his descendants to hope and doubt

Left to his devices, those worthless sacrifices

Praying to the altar of himself

Making pilgrimages, thinking he’s religious

Like he’s got all the light, and no one else

He takes the unsuspected

Cause he knows they’re not connected

And he shows them how to be just as he is

Virtually real, and commercially appealed

To the lust of all the people where he lives

Eve was so naive, blinded by the pride and greed

Wanting to be intellectual

Drifting from the way she got turned down one day

And now she thinks that she’s bisexual

Caught up in emotion

Burning up in her devotion

To the king of exploitation in the field

She handed him her virtue

Cause he told her «I won’t hurt you»

So she lay with him to see how good it feels

Now can you tell me, what, what we gonna do now?

Where we gonna go now?

What we gonna say now?

Now can you tell me, what, what we gonna do now?

Where we gonna go now?

What we gonna say now?

Now after the sensation, and the empty fornication

She brought affection home

Into her bed, quickly multiplying

Now the 3 of them are dying by the poison she perceived to be good head

Now Eve and her husband are perverted in their judgment

Cause everything appears to be the same

They entertain suggestion

Next time just use protection

Desiring to cover up their shame

But much to their demise, poor decision closed their eyes

To the very antidote to their dilemma

Burning in their lust

Both of them adulterous

Destroying the original agenda

Praying to the sky, in order to maintain a lie

They exhausted every possible conclusion

They can’t even entertain the solution

In a brain filled with vain information and pollution

Hiding from the truth

He provided an excuse to explain away his desperate situation

When confronted, blamed his wife

Giving birth to carnal life

Refusing to acknowledge what he done

Now if we can agree with who created us to be

Who says we’re guilty everyone before his eyes

Making no exceptions, since the day of our conception

Predisposed to hating truth, and loving lies