Realistic Ideals

Heaven brings me closer to you Away from peace and towards the fool Like a beaten elephant loosely tied to a stick I'm not going anywhere, I've yet my trick In hell of my own creation Through to the tent of my imagination Like a whipped ring-master of a flea circus Take your opinions, destroy my esophagus Heaven brings me closer to you Away from peace and towards the fool Like a beaten elephant loosely tied to a stick I'm not going anywhere, I've yet my trick Hatred bred unto sheep Live in fear, eternal keep Lying is a paying business Seething while stealing realness Simple shelter, roots of wrong I'm not sure, rope looks long Explanation determination Never spiteful elation Pragmatic reasoning of actions Heartless religious factions Creativity stolen from the youth Dogmatic ideas are your truth Heaven brings me closer to you Away from peace and towards the fool Like a beaten elephant loosely tied to a stick I'm not going anywhere, I've yet my trick