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letra de a place of worship - son anthony

i sit up on the mountain top and pity what’s below me
every notion etched in stone to show how stoic that i can be
when a frenzy of emotion gets me going, look out
my eyes become somewhat vacuous, turn black then bleed out
far from flawless. i snarl in response to any lawman
or to those who still abide to biased morals that are harmful
n0body here believes a word that i will say to them
like everyday i paint onto my face a graphic cranium
this rhythms’ more circadian with the cycle that it spins at
our routines have us off of the clock readying for impact
i swim laps in all thе tears that i’ve recrеated
seated at my own trial where i judge the way i’ve treated
the people who want to love me but instead i plugged my ears
to cancel out their sound advice which is as gentle as pulling t–th
they fuel me when demented. if i said it i meant it
tell me why should i repent if i’m from heaven in the first place?

my concerns are of a military grade
shotguns pointed at them but their so unpersuasive
reached for them hastily but slow on the draw
a compromise then resulted an innocuous resolve
then from there we move on. it’s ceremonious if needed
people tend to see the worst in themselves, it’s not conceited
weeding out the different reasons why i should not part the seas
which eases access toward my feelings while i undergo bereavement
it is real if you believe it so watch what you put your faith in
a mockery is made up by the heathen’s provocations
you followed indoctrinations. a prodigy in the making
while others get close to god during spells of intoxication
my place of worship is a deviant one
my book of revelations that i forged has already begun

- son anthony

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