Diesel Fuel for the Soul

There was a mistake.  Did anyone catch it?

There was a mistake in the seven-sealed book.

Did anyone catch it?

I’m just askin’ ’cause I don’t know.

I’m just askin’ ’cause I really don’t know.

Did anybody catch it?

Or are we all still just twiddling our thumbs?  Or drums?

Did anybody catch it?

 

There was a woman who thought she could deceive,

Claim that she had pulled the sword from the book–

That nobody would know the difference.

There was a woman.  And her address added up to 666.

And she was claimin’ she had pulled the sword from the book.

Problem was, I didn’t believe ‘er.

Problem was, I didn’t believe her.

There is a sword in that book.  Has a specific name.  Does anybody know it?

She claimed to have drawn that sword from the book,

But she called it ‘sex.’  Claimed its power was over all.

Claimed it was the ring, the tesseract, the cube.

But I didn’t believe her.

I thought she had a cheap, virtual reality imitation.

And so I told her the same.

Through the gifts of magic we both achieved,

I told her the same.

 

You see, the book was bound by demon power,

By the power by the power by the power of witchcraft.

Only an idiot can open it.  Those who know me can testify.

Only an idiot can open it.  An ass-hole SOB numbskull idiot.

An idiot that will never change his ways no matter how many fails.

An idiot who will never change his ways until he KNOWS he’s wrong.

But he’s never wrong.

His word is law.  And so it is.  Only ’cause he says so.

And for no other reason.  ‘Because he says so.

 

But5 she claimed to have the sword.

And no one had to come.  It was all by choice.

No one was coerced.  It was all by choice.

Yes, she claimed to have the sword,

And “used” it at will.

But you see, it was a cheap, artificial intelligence imitation.

Her mind, like a robot, so designed, she, to will.

And it was a cheap artificial imitation.

An electrical shock to the brain, sensory magnification impulse of pleasure.

But those pleasures turn to dust.  Those passions turn to rust.  Ask anyone.

And one power is far greater.  And it was still in the book.

Until I snatched it.  In the form of a sword.

I snatched it in the form of a sword.

 

THIS IS THE EMERGENCY BROADCAST SYSTEM.  THIS IS A TEST.  THIS IS ONLY A TEST.

THIS IS THE EMERGENCY BROADCAST SYSTEM.  THIS IS A TEST.  THIS IS ONLY A TEST.

BUUU……………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………..P

 

Silence, hear me now.  Silence, stare in the mirror.

All the insults you’ve thrown at another, throw at yourself.

All the insults you’ve thrown at another, throw at yourself.

Break the mirror.  Break the curse.  Break it down until you are only half.

Half half half of what you have been.

Break break break the curse, Dear Silence.

 

And Jesus was a just a politician.

Never really had to stay behind and DO.

After his miracles ceased.  He never actually to DO.

He said, If you don’t believe in my words, believe in the miracles.

But, hey, politicians work miracles.

But newsflash:  Politicians lie.

Newsflash:  Politicians lie.

And though he hung on the cross, and he died there,

It really was incredible deception.

It was, as Jared Leto says, A Beautiful Lie.

It was, as Jared Leto says, A Beautiful Lie.

It was, as Davey Havok says, one playing as David servant and master.

But you’ll remember, the rod shall come from the stem of Jesse,

But the very same is the rod of the oppressor.  The very same is the rod of the oppressor.

And he can’t open the seven-sealed book.

Excuse me, I mean, SHE can’t open the seven-sealed book.

Believe me, I’ve watched her stumble as she tried.

 

But the stone that the builders rejected has become the head of the corner,

And SHE shall no longer be called ‘tender’ and ‘delicate’.

No longer the Queen, the Lady of kingdoms

Because, the oppressor has ceased,

The Lord has broken the rod of the oppressor,

The very rod extending from the stem of Jesse, if you’ll remember.

If you’ll remember…

If you’ll remember…

Do you?  Do you?  Do you know the mistake in the seven-sealed book?

I believe someone already found it besides me.

And it’s not and it’s not and it’s not who you think.

Tank you, madre.  Gracias, Padrino.

I appreciate your help very much.

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