intellect remains in the distance with a lingering certainty
no longer fighting believing it's secured all of me
not realizing there is a war in the mind over dominating that territory
soley relying on times past not recognizing there's a new chapter in this story
arise oh intellect and open your eyes-realize
that it's a fool's role you play when you've sowed vain seeds
thinking this will allow you to reap the prize
From the beginning you had your plan, forgetting only the ultimate plan will stand
intellect you are the one preventing yourself from grasping what is before you
resistance is the poison that keeps you back, fear is the whore that holds your hand
or perhaps there is a demon lurking in the depth of intellect's soul
one that can no longer be hidden and is looking me face to face-bold
tis a demon known to some that went before intellect-will the cycle continue?
intellect fights on bended knee
resistant, paranoid, depressed rejecting all that is me
intellect is conflicted and has been for some time
it has built its own prison
and this is where reality draws the line
