Alias divine disappointment Lyrics

"paradise of fools."

my frustration aimed at what i created has me feeling discombobulated.
i hated the boredom, so i reinstated entertainment
for my well-being, now i'm seeing i made the wrong decision.
my project had appeared easy but had no direction and precision.
beginner's luck,
only up to recent times do i feel stuck.
i'm the only one to blame for things that ran amuck. i built up,
a universe that is now building me, you see
technological advancement is the creater now, and all things to be decided,
will have not even once touched my hands.
my quote unquote followers still constantly fill the stands,
on the so-called sabbath day, for years it's been this way,
but these people can't figure out,
whether it's the first or last day to pray.
they seem to think that i'm forgiving of all,
which means they have a scapegoat, if they happen to drop the ball.
i've been coined with various names, none of which to me are flattering.
they look to me for a guidance, but to me they do not matter in my eyes.
there's nothing i can do to help this situation,
when they have internal conflicts with their whole congregation.
they gather every week and speak of me in song,
these beings i created in this project gone terribly wrong.

chorus:
you all claim that you know me,
but you really don't, ever forgiving
you say of me, in reality, i really won't.
from the day i gave you life to your last annointment.
you have all been nothing but divine disappointment.

so now i'm stuck to figure out what i should do at this point and time.
these creatures think that there's an afterlife,
so they spend their life benign. they killed another creature years ago
that claimed to be my son, so now they mold their lives
after him and claim that he's the one.
the one that will save them, lead them to a new breath.
i hate to break it to them, "i have nothing for you after death."
so carry on if you wish unknowing, thinking breath is wind blowing,
magnifying light bulb is the sun, and tears of rivers flowing.
think that every bad thing that happens to you is at my will,
like bankrupcy, adultery, and the reason why others kill.
go on to be mislead as you have your entire life,
think that i'll somehow reward you for all your pain and strife.
i can't control destiny, where'd you come up with that notion?
there's no cure for aids, so don't even bother with that potion.
i didn't create the disease to punish others,
i didn't even make it, so if you have that frame of mind
you go ahead and break it.
i'm sick and tired of feeling responsiblity for all of you ungratefuls,
unwilling to share with the starving while you enjoy all of your platefuls.
even if i had the power to help you, i wouldn't even bother.
so stop thinking that i love you and stop calling me your father.
i didn't plan on you evolving into this mess with which i deal.
asking for my forgiveness when you lie, cheat, and steal.
what the hell do you want me to do? try and save yourself.
i can't help your marriage, chlldren, or status of health.
my problem's far away any of your so-called devastations,
like this oncoming war between the so-called united nations.
i regret making all of you, you make my blood pressure climb.
i wish i didn't make you but even i couldn't turn back the hands of time.

chorus

"paradise of fools."