Dead

Copyright:2/18/98
Dead

A soulless wonder
Floating through space
The time and place
Is far from home.

Looking back in certainty
Stumbling over rocks
Settling the blocks
And persevering.

Breaking out of jail - Don't need this hell
Keeping life afresh - What's this mess?
Searching our hearts - A brand new start
Hoping for our freedom - Ruling the kingdom.

Watched in a fishbowl
A glass house without stones
Becoming the drones
I will conquer.

Death and despairity
Depriving human contact
Our lives so hacked
And yet on the level.

Bringing the chaos home - Enslaving the dome
Unleashing the rotting corpses - Never realizing the source
Realizing  the potential - Domination circumstantial
Holding the world captive - Paid to the highest bid.

Tell me, who decides our fate?
Are we in control of our own destiny?
Why can't we touch it, feel it, or see?
Is god dead?

Have we overstepped our bounds?
Are we able to regain our control?
Or is the world falling into a hole?
Is God dead?

Has he forsaken us?
Will he be taking us?
Has he been faking us?
Is God dead?