Conjeturas

I am just one more piece
On the immense face
A flaw of Olympus
A coincidence, feeble triviality
Forgotten in the galaxy
That cannot avoid
The desire to dream
Of becoming a divinity
To subject eternity
And thus never perish

From the dust you will see me rise
Sweeping through this pathetic garden
I will devour your useless presumption
That I am the peak of evolution

Crucify my damaged being
For in your minds
I will always be reborn
I will infect your futile will
Controlling everything under my truth
Under my truth

Do not seek further explanation
Imagination can be a cruel hell
And there is no salvation, stop weaving
Cobwebs in your mind
Is God an illusion
Or a great impostor
Laughing at us?
Is He just the inventor of this creation
But already dead?

And where will I find peace
Where are you?
Write a sign
That encourages my existence
That knows how to unite my Conjectures

Drain my soul of pain and resentment
That I feel in this abyss
Of hope and faith
And give me back
My false liber-
(False liber-)
False
Freedom

From the dust you will see me rise
Sweeping through this pathetic garden
I will tell you I am not the peak of evolution

Crucify my damaged being
For in your minds
I will always be reborn
I will infect your futile will
Controlling everything under my truth

They keep blaming 'God'
For the ferocious genocide
That humans commit
Constantly
The consequence is atrocious
Death wields its scythe
Reigning over the world
Eternally

Blessed are
Those who believe without seeing
They have their place secured
In the garden of Eden
Cursed are those who question
Whether it's right or wrong
That prosaic hierarchy
That limits your being

The heavens will tremble once more
Extinguishing everything with their frivolous coldness
It will demand under its protest
What was stolen by humanity

The armies will awaken
Waving their swords to
Overthrow
The tyranny of their majesty
And in death
They will find freedom
Reaching out with their hands for the truth
Reducing to nothing
All of eternity