Текст песни Grow Suppression - homestretchart

Don't be thinking you're that good at thinking. It's really hard to learn how to think
You have to learn how to divide yourself into several people internally
And then you have to let those people represent things you don't want to represent
And then you have to let them have a war in your head

And you have to be able to tolerate that
That's really hard, and you probably can't do it
Dr. Jordan Peterson
This being said, I've mastered the art of nearly tearing myself apart, spinning in circles desiring

To hear the truth to win the waged war so much it's cost me everything
Drawing me into its crossfire
Yeah, I hear voices
Great, I'm as strong as Peterson

A doctor, in despair, uncatered to but grasped as a tool and an outlet to interject some sort
Of human defense into the heavenly rebellion
Battle not with monsters, lest ye become a monster
And if you gaze into the abyss, the abyss gazes also into you

But I would say, bring it on
If you gaze into the abyss long enough, you see the light, not the darkness
Are you sure about that
I'm betting my life on it

That's a heck of a bet
Well, that's because it might distort your mind to where all you see is
Abyss, is, is, abyss, is, is the evil in this world
Well, I would say, then you haven't looked long enough

And yet we so all herald this narrative of pearl, of losing our own minds
Of insanity to the religious doctrine of psychology
Ideology of self being the ultimate authority and ideal, not rather a banner of the ultimate evil
I mean, even the devil, especially loves himself, has pride, has self-care and self-love

Nigh for which we all now suffer
A little hatred, a little rebellion, scatters man into the void, void of survival
Yet unaware Babylon babbles on
While Israel is real and no one has any perception of wordplay

Do you want to know the mark of the beast
Feast your eyes on every mark
Whether B or T or L or G, merely alphabet marks
But far be it from me to question the mob

Hey on a completely different note as a resident conspiracy theorist, of course
And dabbling with spittle running down my beard and shirt off
Some crazed dude rambling about how the world is ending
Alienate you further by pointing out how the mob is the majority

The mob is the power of the mark of beast MOB
Maybe spelled out swimmingly, startling with eyes open that the waters have been turned to Blood
That is, the love has been turned to hate
The seals have been opened in my mind, to hear voices claiming and now find

That against all command, these angels' forces now take aim and stand against
And are my own friends or demise
The Lord rebuketh
I now find to be my only offensive line of defense

But that's not to say I've bent nor fallen
Merely trapped in the state of all-calling battalions to arms
My calling, my kind, and joy, the agony of literally trapped and joined
Is spinning forever in a circle of loose control

For surely the power compounds as the flames beckon
Telling me that my power binds and finds and flows
From a certainty I did look beyond the veil, yet fell over for certain
I know what I believe, and hold to an agony

I cannot find rest in, until a second witness breaks the bonds of agonized fiery spin
Climaxing with no release but fuel of desire to sleep
Never eyes closing, but I am growing
And expanding outwards, exhausted and propped up by stimulants

Inable, inexhaustible, unkillable, to find the finish line of love victorious
You think I'm glorious, change that to gourd best
And take the command for yourself if you so desire to burn
Do me one better and learn from my control fall

I'm not crazy, and a choice approaches us all
Do everything for marriage or watch your kingdom fall
And if the righteous is scarcely saved, what will become of them godly in the center
Do you think, you non-believer, that if God so burns up Sodom and Gomorrah

And wields power to shower fire and brimstone every hour
From a place of innocence and divine intervention
Your fate isn't in some way tied to the magnitude of your wrongdoing
And he said with a loud voice

Fear God and give him glory, because the hour of his judgment has come
And worship him who made heaven and earth, the sea, and the springs of water
Another angel, a second, followed saying
Fallen, fallen is Babylon the great

Who made all nations drink the wine of the passion of her sexual morality
And another angel, a third, followed them saying with a loud voice
If anyone worships the beast in its image
And receives a mark on his forehead or on his hand

He also will drink the wine of God's wrath
Pour it full strength into the cup of his anger
And he will be tormented with fire and sulfur
In the presence of the holy angels, and in the presence of the Lamb

And the smoke of their torment goes up forever and ever
And they have no rest, day or night
These worshipers of the beast in its image
And whoever receives the mark of its name

LGBT, in this pride we do believe
In this pride we take our stand
Mark ourselves on the forehead or hand
And as participate in this hellfire race of hatred, masquerade

Or on our heads at least in words
And support, praise, give permissory support to those whose hands partake
But far be it from us to fear, for pride is character
And godliness a charade of ignorance

And I think we'll just go ahead and ban the Bible
Let's not be idle in our lukewarm revivals
Let's cast off the covenant
And break all bonds that shelter us

LGBT, a nation of pride
We're all just animals after all
Formed this way in that
And by our flesh to abide by

We lust whom we must after
Exchanging, let us not forget
I'm just obeying the desolation of nominations I've been gifted with
That is to secretly destroy the one I chase after

And unknown end
I'm just joking friends, I love the gays
Fuck men as men, women as women
Love is love, I fully believe in as such

And can't you see, by the very words you want to hear
Words in which a no-good Christian will appear
I'm tearing down the stupidity of the thing you believe stupidly
Don't call me out on this

Just wait to see where I'm going with the character Antichrist will go
It's entertainment folks
Come one, come all
And watch my world fall