You have now reached the final phase of the Isle - Eleven cleansing program, this will be the ultimate decider for your survival, but beware it is the most difficult of all the phases. Goodluck
The curtain calls// The sun is falling down// I wonder if the moon is kind// I wonder if the man will shine// I seen a lot of pain in the world and I wonder if humans will rise// I wonder if the hate subsides// I wrote this album cause I had a question// Like if the lord is truly all knowing// Then why does he sеnd people to hell// Knowing wе a product of environment// A little child was born inside a warzone// Snatched up from his mother at a young age// Terrorist groups needed recruits// So they raised the kid as they're own//Brainwashing him to the bone// 20 years later he grown// He kill a whole church on his own// He made the headlines now they calling him a monster// But underneath his mind he was feeling like the hero// Feeling like he did the right thing for the people// Just saying// Maybe things ain't always black and white// Maybe life ain't always simple as that// Don't get it twisted I ain't saying what he did was right// Or that Justice is wrong// Maybe God would rather love his child// Understanding that he's lost in fact// Rather than sending him to a place where his soul be damned// I mean who's really perfect// We all messed up one way or another// Ironically we show no sympathy// The world is a panel we all judges// Who needs a law degree when you have a Twitter feed// Cancel you quick, retribution must be swift// I bet you didn't even know her name// No wonder we feel that God is vengeful// Just like a human spiteful// I always found it hard to believe// That an all loving entity// Would find comfort in your suffering// Watching you burn for eternity// It never did make any sense to me to be honest// I know its funny// But sometimes I like to imagine// That maybe when we die God sends us to therapy before heaven// To get cleansed in a planet called isle 11// It's quite a tangent// And so I wrote it// But the truth is really// That isle 11 isn't a planet// It's more of a metaphor// Instead of a place// It's more of a metaphor that represents change// It's more of you understanding the flaws human nature brings// And tryna navigate your wing through the tunnels of your brain// It's not about an after life// But what you do while you still alive// But as I said earlier it's just a question//
My eyes are white// My blood is empty// Laying down by the pavement floor// watching my life bleed out// I look up to the sky waiting for death like a flower// I wonder if I made the right choices// I wonder why I made the wrong choices// Memories play in my head for the last time I hurt people// People hurt me// I didn't care and neither did they// We're all just strangers living in thesame house but different rooms// In the same planet but different homes// And you have to protect your's// Even if it means you're right and I'm wrong// That's why you call me a sinner ain't it// You don't know me but you call me a killer// You don't know me but you call me a liar// You don't know me but you call me an addict// You don't know me but you say that I'm lazy// You don't know me but you say I'm a failure// You don't know me but it doesn't matter// Cuz you know what I did// My history// My past// My scars// They don't matter cuz you know what i did// We live in a world where our favourite stories are the ones we never read// We talk about books that we never opened// Judge people we never knew// Maybe cause it keeps us from opening our own dirty books// Maybe because it keeps you righteous and caresses your ego// Maybe you call me these things because there can't be white if there is no black// And you can't be good if I'm not bad// But we're all thesame// Each and everyone of us, cursed with our own imperfections// Born into a world of chaos we ourselves become chaotic// Stuck in a cycle of endless anxiety// Endless pain// Endless hate// Endless Fear// But it's not an excuse// It is true no one is exempt from the harsh realities of life// Neither is anyone to blame// But as we all have demons we too must face them// As we all feel pain and fear// We must also seek for truth and courage// Because life isn't about pleasure or pain// Good or bad// Wrong or right// It's about you// About your experiences// Your insecurities// Your strengths// Your struggles// And how you make sense of them// It's about the journey itself// And not the destination// Maybe the whole point of life is the search for the answers// And not the answers themselves//
I've been outside// Waiting for you to come back home// It's 5am// I can see it's cold// You can come inside// Don't cry// You can close your eyes// Cause you're not alone// You can be yourself// Don't try// You can be the light// You can be the light//
Alex Uzo, a former native of the planet earth Who transited on the 6th of July 2044 of his planet's calendar, has now successfully completed all five phases of his transitory cleansing program and has now been granted a new citizenship and infinite access into the vast majority of his universe free to explore and serve in any way he chooses and has now attained immortality status CongratulationsTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
