Songtext von Vermona F Transistor

The so called Gods, we are serving Who concur with the cannonades Millenia, to sacred texts, subjugated Slants and figments The observant, ear to the ground, empowerment Generator, the architect, our higher self Not the joker who will profess to be master The jokers who deflect and devise a program Intimate sovereignty, game changer filigree We stand to attention to ordained narrations That support disunion I'm the creator of this reality (I'm the creator) Not the joker who pretends a God to be (not the joker) Manipulations (the fruits of the shadow are at play) Unearthed and exposed (the fruits of the ego are at play) I'm the creator of this reality (I'm the creator) Not the deceiver who feigns the love of me (not the deceiver) I'm stalking the shadow, the ordained narratives From the high to the low, waltzing the light within