A Memoir of Free Will

With this journey now concluding,
 Knowing that my death will come to pass,
 It's where my answers to these questions will show enlightened mass.
 The skies split open as the god appears to me alas.
 My mind obscene, now speak of the words that infect a rotten side of me
 Is the mother sill living inside these plains?
 Thriving of simply existing? her will is what ordains.
 Thriving of simply existing? her will is what ordains.
 I've come to answer all that you have feared,
 Torment and suffering becoming clear,
 You ask if mother was late or alive,
 But does it matter if she truly died?
 With eloquence she hears my words,
 Collects her thoughts, take a final look at me and says,
 Open your eyes
 Blinded by a phase of outcomes,
 Don't you realize the journey is the true prize?
 Don't you realize the journey is the true prize?
 Emotion, devotion, the qualities which make you up today,
 You're nothing without the struggles endured in dismay.
 You're nothing without the struggles endured in dismay.
 No reason for existence, no basis without soul,
 My free will is my cause for life I will control
 My free will is my cause for life I will control
 No reason for existence, no basis without soul,
 My free will I control
 Emotion, devotion, the qualities which make you up today,
 You're nothing without the struggles endured in dismay.
 Moral nirvana, feel it forming.
 Moral nirvana, feel it forming.
 Reality, now feel it swarming
 Reality, now feel it swarming
 Reality, now feel it swarming
 Reality, now feel it swarming
 Reality, now feel it swarming
 The outcome of my journey now is showing through the light.
 A peace I've found within me, laying for eternal night.
 My troubles are now voided, burdens fading out of sight.
 A journey is completed, examine memoirs that I write.
 I am free
 I am free
 Now I am free
 Now I am free