Imperfect design I am the creator in my own mind Builder destroyer guardian of time Holding on to a sense of purpose Seeded deep within a castle stands Tools within my grasp built by my hands Toss and turn adorn the altar This a place to exist but it's not my home
Material nature sweeps away the right Uncommon creation burgeoning life A sun sets on a unique singularity In thoughts depth grey matter holds the key
Instilled in consciousness We are the gods of our own existence Omnipotent presence commercialized I architect inside these eyes
Forced to feel what others feel I'm just the number you idolize Push in line to do the time Autonomous replicated lives
Pick their value from the crops Stand the same and look inane Replication of all mankind Stand above the endless sea Of mass produced identity I am but one but I am none The soul anomaly
Our journey an evolution From matter to maker we are the conclusion
The writing's on the wall \"we bleed the truth\"
Built by broken hands and shattered belief Take the time that life demands visual our dreams
Replication of all mankind I am but one but I am none The soul anomaly