Vision Division

Split Down The Middle of Me Back in the oven again The one is becoming the twin Determining innocence and Eliminate in a sense Subdivision of evil intents to a final ascent Balance is harder with one No target for criticism The critical limit is some Total of functions that run Independent in competition (Vision division) Now that the story's been told Aim at the loftiest goal Here's how it's often been sold A ghost palace of gold We're close in the making of those (Immortal souls) Within the data we got The concept of centuries fraught With monsters and enemies fought To worship the fabled facade So why not be god Why not be god Split Down The middle of me Put the sword down Follow me to the garden and trees The world As it's meant to be Now Find the good Evil too Innocents Comes to you Bring them the Sacrifice Benefits Something nice Give them a Cross to bear Paradise Lost in there Free will and Murderers Roll the dice Make them just as they were Give them a tool Take it away Follow a rule Bloody display Miracle shown Terrible twist Spirit will roam Slap on the wrist They will still sit Lust for the skin Praise and worship Murder their kin Put on a show (look at their hands) And know Watch them learn Watch them grow Age defines the man Dying where he stands Wisdom in his hands Missed him with the lance Sweetness in his soul Sinning takes its toll Fear of growing old Years of throwing stones Solace promised to Misery and gloom Ones who come to you Fruit he must consume The stories could mold (he sold) His soul Let him Get grey And old More than just a farmer Reaper and a charmer Armor for a dreamer Seeker wakes the sleeper Teacher makes you wonder Hunger for the plunder Thunder makes them greater Slayer of their neighbor Hater turned deserter Prefer to be herder Hurt her then rebuild her Filled with awe and splendor Live to praise you out loud Upload Them to The cloud Feed the need for database Consciousness in cyberspace Human race must interlace Interplanetary space Someday they may learn and grow Past the point of your control Science won't console the soul Portal to another role Once again the child becomes Parent to the violent one Silently the god succumbs Suddenly another comes The cycle has no end