The Innate God

Chaos surrounds me, my world has crumbled up
 Only fragments left of what I believed in
 Leaves me with a broken soul, bewildered
 I yearn for the times that were
 Hate flows through my body as I realise
 Years were wasted, I based my life on a lie
 Subjects of an illusory god inveigle into hypocrisy
 Leading puppets into self-deception
 A phenomenon created to anaesthetize
 With a slumbering world as the aim
 White clouds of coma descend from above
 It's called religion
 But I'm the only God now
 Now there are no rules
 Unleashed power surges through my veins
 I'm reborn as the ruler of the world
 Leaving the weak masses to fear me
 In their imaginary innocence
 I have reached the highest state of self-control
 Nevermore shall I be told what to do
 A phenomenon created to anaesthetize
 With a slumbering world as the aim
 White clouds of coma descend from above
 It's called religion
 But I'm the only God now
 Now I make my own rules
 Divinity is innate