Carbine C - Fabricated Creator Lyrics

Psychedelic awakenings
Enabling mind stabling
Disabling ego and any motherf*cking thought that comes across
Saw Jesus on his cross
Saw Buddha covered in moss
Yahweh didn't stay
Then I watched them all fall away and decay
I'm the only god thou shall not be slain
I'm the only god thou shall not name
I show no pity to the weak
The frail won't last a week
Pray to your dead god he's asleep
Just a vessel Not me I am just
Just a vessel Not me I am just
Just a vessel Not me I am just
Just a vessel Not me I am just
Not me I am just
Communication broken
Psilocybin pills I'm choking
Before suicidal pills provoking
Smoking floating hoping
I outweigh this sloping
It's hard to clear a head that's caught up in the roping
I hope my end holds no sugar coating
Make my end thought provoking
Till then think I'm joking
Let my scribes be foreboding
Now I must hurry I don't think this chair
Beneath my feet is f*cking holding
But I'm hoping I can utter my final words
Disperse the light the truth
To the deaf and blind
Hoping the whole fabric of time unwinds
Just a vessel Not me I am just
Just a vessel Not me I am just
Just a vessel Not me I am just
Just a vessel Not me I am just
Not me I am just
Burning the unfathomable to the earth
Rip you from the man built pedestal
Take my cure become awakened
Take my cure lift the hatred
You are I, I am just I am you we are just gods;
F*cking fabrications