Many times I often write not even knowing what to say,
But I seem to write so freely so please allow me to have my way.
I would like to write a song for you and share it with you all,
But just as I begin my pen just seems to stall.
There are so many things that can be written where shall I begin?
Because I don’t want to omit a single person because that would be a sin.
You can tell I’m quite confused and I don’t know what to say,
But words keep flashing into my mind in a rather mysterious way.
Should I write about a touching romance that ends with a wedding vow?
Or should I write about an act of violence that makes you scream out loud?
It’s just the power of expression to reveal you are a soul,
And guide you to the truth that you so sacredly behold.
Because you have lived before and have passed through every door,
But you created your trap within the first moment you have sinned.
You existed as omnipresence with infinite ability to perceive,
And slowly throughout existence became blinded by your misdeeds.
Because something was done to you and it caused you to strike back,
And by continuing this interchange you’ve built your eternal trap.
Because religion has no answers about the spiritual state of man,
Only their strict enforcement that you must lend a helping hand.
Or else it’s the evil psychiatrist who drugs you and your friends,
So he can nullify your former existences and then drug you all over again.
So accept this as my warning to take this suppression by the hand,
And don’t allow its darkness to destroy freedom upon this land.
Because we have Scientolgy with a true route to go free,
And that is why I write because I want you there with me.
