Bonus Track

I take seriously the idea our dimension
Might be fundamentally blurred I pay attention
And go out and do it myself 'cause I'm sentient
I can't stand waiting for divine intervention
I'm gonna do it even though I might find
That I die when I come to the end of my lifeline
And I cry, as I recover my right mind
I was making everything worse the whole time
Until I'm old and blind
And I'm cold and way
I believe there's a role for my soul to play
Break outta the mold and stay bold and have faith
Keep looking for the golden way
I believe as long as I breathe
I'm receiving tools to find a whisper amidst the screaming
Even you'll admit we're surrounded by shit pools and demons
I look to an 1000 year old book for meaning
I saw symbols still singin' from gods temples
Crankin' to the one who hung with the criminals
Ate with the poor and walked the whore's street
Swords into plowshares lord that's the key
Even now his legacy became to soft for the system
There's gotta be a way I can honor his wisdom
I guess I'll be communist christian for now
And the meek shall inherit the earth