... I made the devil do it
So god gave me a prison
To live in
So since the dawn of time
I have died every live
Reincarnated
And forced back to the beginning
I helped forge the book on sinning started out as a Nephilim
Watching the humans as god cherished them
I lead the revolution to overthrow gods institution
Then god sent a flood to murder my rebellion
I drown with ten other million
The second prison that I lived in god had sent his only son
A brother to me at one time
He being divine
Never had my back against his sadistic dad
So there I was, a Roman soldier
66 lashes on the god childs shoulders
And I personally covered his tomb with a boulder
Holy fuck
I was struck with lightning
God told me I would be free
If I did what he said was the right thing
If I only obeyed
I said to him if he wanted a friend
He should have kept free will to himself instead
So he dropped me back to earth
In another prison,
Wiped my memory
I was just another person
Untill the first time I held a sword
Then it all came back to me ten fold
I was a viking
I did the right thing
by me
A pagan, killing for pagan deities
God sent missionaries
He thought I forgot
They tried to trick me to gods side
So I killed the whole lot
I ran to the sea
Hoping Satan would remember me
But god and the devil had made a pact
Satan offered me passage, but it was a trap
So again I drowned
This time I went to hell
I went searching for the devil
But he could not be found
He ran, he hid
For he knew I was comming for revenge
I vowed to eat him and his kid
I was brought back to a new prison by god him self
Because I was arming the souls in hell, about to rebel
This time I was brought back to fedual Japan
I became a ronan with much death on my hands
God decided to try to suppress me with an opium addiction
It worked, I got sloppy
I was decapitated on the battlefield by a sword held by Musashi
Every time I lived and every time I died
I got a little less virile, and a little more fried
God seemed to have a keen strategy for me
Ill bet for a moment he thought it was working
But come and see
That I came back to mortality
This time as a doughboy
In a pill box
I got shot
And put my thoughs behind me
I came back again and again
God trying to refine me
To gods will I wont bend
I made the twenties roar
With my Thompson I tried to settle the score
Against gods hand
I keep breaking out of this prison
But I start over again
I am cursed to this shell
Until I turn to his will
And beg for forgiveness
With the ghost and the son as a witness
But thats not my business
So this is what I am cursed to do
So here I am now
This current incantation
I didn't remmeber it all, not at first in this body
But it all rushed back the first time I held a shotty
And I promise this is the last time I'll allow my self to be recycled
My soul when set free, will slay Michael
I'll be gone in infinity
A god at last
And creat my own worlds
My own reality
Free from gods wrath
Free from his games
And if he tries to shackle me again
I'll slay him like when I made Able die at the hand of Cain.
Im a god trapped in this body
But soon I will be free
And be
More powerful
Than can be conceived.
I am immortal
Living in mortality
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