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letra de revealed [universal] - various artists

i wander the forest of life by referencing claims
made by occupants on memory lane
they lend me their brain so i might better be trained
to travel on the path, i watch what’s unraveled in the past
and i let this list of merits tackle all the bad
contemplation only makes this plausible
i boldly take the cause of all existence
as a whisper that’s inaudible
with training we can sort of pull
the source of all more near
until it’s something that you hear
whispering inside your ear
when i try it, my intellect is a credential test
i use this sentimental text to help represent those quests
to doc-ment those mental treks where i
metaphorically metamorphic transform
distorted dreams into thought processes
that are at war to breed
an answer to the formed belief
of moral portals and mortal grief
that importantly calls to me and all the flaws
of all these sources of all to be
yeah, year after year i make an annual one of these at least
it’s about time i made another one probably…
wait… rewind, see “time”? press pause, release:
“its about time”
it’s always about time that f-cking beast!
then on a stroll one day i lost control of pace
and slipped into a lewis carol-esque cavern hole
and made the inference that a lack of control is the role to play
suddenly before prophecy of what’d become of me
i was smothering in an encomp-ssing strange covering
uncomfortably muttering grief and n0body’s ever discovered me
it was a real movie reel from a company labeled “the end” far from subtly
triathlon marathon the t-tle “life paths” was puzzling
lost between behemoth screens seemingly 3d fun leads
i got bored of the doc-mentary “girl tanning with no sunscreen”
i blew through the fl!ck filled with old western gun scenes
what befuddled me was the plot of an unstudied
heliocentric scientist who ironically caught blindness from sun beams
decades i laid there as it replayed there in front of me
aware my mental bloodstream developed resolution addiction to my wondering
delirious, my purpose over when the projector cut beam
thats when it all added up and i died upon equating the sums means
a surprise remains anonymous or it ceases to exist
if life’s answer’s on your list, then life is gone you can’t persist
living is simply homeostasis and consciousness, there is no fixated mix
of purposes to grip your fix, the objective is just to live
so as you sit and sift and think of a climactic bliss you’ve dismissed
it’s paradoxical and ironic if you think of what you’ve missed

- various artists

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