When I'm at The Pearly Gates This'll be on My videotape
[Verse 1 - Del] Flashlights report the lies Just like life flash before your eyes Touch right Through to the soul Illusions exposed Right here on a reel In the theater of real occurence Your in a box with the top popped open Like the soldiers in a trojan Unexpected One direction Can't go both ways That's what the pope say Every known play in your soundtrack Is based around fact How you get down and act The end of the cinema Into the darkness The usher escort ya to ya fortune Morphin' into the final solution Might be gruesome Depending on your contribution Your vision gets clear and translucent Witnessing your own video revolution
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[Verse 2 - Del] iPictures moving fast Quicktime Format more than I ask The big time Transmit the past And it's a glance Here on a reel in the theater of real appearance I'm in a place where the space makes Way for wars like Obi-Wan and Vader Play for a private screening I've been dreaming That's what my mind thinks All my hygiene's broadcasted It's trapped with my issues And whatever script i choose Sound is magnified, amplified Forcing the subject discovering a new adjustment Something for my understanding It might be expanding Depending on the programming I spot my ways of abandon Witnessing my own parade on the planet