Lyrics The Stoic Speaks - Son of Aurelius

The Stoic Speaks

I genuflect, rather, I kneel in reverence
In the presence of my peers, my equals.
They etch
Their impressions in the stone of the earth
Waiting for their time to come
And many say that God is dead
But it exists within our heads
And will persist long after our deaths
Don’t tell me your agenda;
I have no hope for Heaven
There is no eternal sleep
What you make of this life will be your legacy
I will not find my way by any chosen faith
For this is how I was raised (despite my displaced education by the Church and
the State.)
But I will remember, forever, the broken and bent
Perspectives of Heaven that the clergy force-fed us
The fear of Hell will never be more real than it exists in the nightmares of a
brainwashed child
Do not fear the gods, for there are plenty of monsters here on earth waiting to
birth their schemes and drown us all while we dream
Don’t be afraid to take the reins of your spirit’s duality