Exposure then experience products of environment
We wonder then experiment with what we can make of this
Place under heavy influence the weight of our existence
Scales measure how much consciousness it takes to move the populace

Can't imagine while they blocking hope with vanity
Patents pending on this process of sound energy
With vibrations steady shaking all that's under feet
Worth a mention when you thinking through this anarchy

Disaster striking like lightning storming the system's source
The thunder heard in the forming of these Heavenly doors
To enter into this flowing washed out to sea of course
In search of a better being follow God to the cross

Acknowledge my depravity apart from He, blasphemy
Symbolic the idolatry the praises seen haunting me
demolishing the lunacy that's built on leased property
And paying for the perjury

Nothing really changes but the reasons that we sin
Looking through these lenses 'cus the stigmas known to bend
Lightning so we seeing what we wanting in the end
Truth always remaining God sustaining can't pretend

All in understanding know the power of the pen
Worlds of contemplation space allow us to ascend
Higher expectations from the towers we defend
All in understanding know the power of the pen

Chasing what we know to the ledge, right, feigning
Waiting for the show off the edge, right leaping
Doing it for dough if the bread right eating
Selling the right hope is the trick right preaching

Spirit over physical killing it on principle
Visit graves to honor truth life in the subliminal
Make it plain some simple proof keeping the view aerial
Limit lames breaking the hoofs
Of sheep following these ghouls

To live backwards that's evil to a bastard
Don't give slackers a second to be average
This is classic learn time is of the essence
Teaching lessons let's take away advantage

Keeping it level find balance between the l's
Know Adam's trouble is valid our stories tell
Just How the devil is roaming right where we dwell
Never settle where we fell

Nothing really changes but the reasons that we sin
Looking through these lenses 'cus the stigmas known to bend
Lightning so we seeing what we wanting in the end
Truth always remaining God sustaining can't pretend

All in understanding know the power of the pen
Worlds of contemplation space allow us to ascend
Higher expectations from the towers we defend
All in understanding know the power of the pen