Revolution

One day I plan to be higher than the faith,

The skies, and the heavens themselves,

Just working on the revolution.

Only a ghost could be that amazing,

A figment of your imagination,

Could only work on the revolution.

The Vatican, the faith, the Pope,

All symbols of  hope?

Or a symbol of the system,

Designed to keep you down,

Maybe mainstream,

It doesn’t matter, still working on the revolution.

So don’t runaway from me,

Run towards the unknown,

For the scene you’re, isn’t real,

Are you ready for the revolution?

Are you willing to follow me to the revolution?

Are you ready for the revolution?

Can you lead the revolution…………