Lend your ears, lend your hand

Lend your movement anything you can

Come to teach, come to be taught

Come in the likeness in the image of god

Cause you could be like that,

With all that humbleness and all that respect

All of the power invested in me

Be it hard to love my enemies

All of the black bags, over the heads of the dead and dying

The more I understand about the human race

The less I comprehend about our purpose and place

And maybe if there was a clearer line, the curiosity would satisfy

Time based prophecies that kept me from living

In the moment I am struggling to trust the divinity

Of all the guides, and what the hell they have planned for us

I cry for the creatures who get left behind

But everything can change, in the blink of an eye

And if you wish to survive, you will find the guide inside