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The Math Atheist

With every passing gaze
A certain look in the eyes
Flailing arms with what you know
Whether a fading pillar of light
Or a sum that disproves the soul
Hanging there with all that you know

Jump through the hoop they rung for you
Who said there's no such thing as a perfect circle
The exponent leaves a bad after taste
Head out of the hoop and into the void

One with destroy our mystery
The cause of inflating apathy
I have to know it all and see
Choke me with the answers please

Don't calculate don't formulate
The mold of transubstantiate
We have to release the ancient means
And find out what it is to lie between dreams
The rhythm isn't what it seems
Or so it seems

One will deny all that is true
And atrophy will set into
Those who seek the spiritual
A slave to the ancient God I knew

Don't calculate don't formulate
The mold of transubstantiate
We have to release the ancient means
And find out what it is to lie between dreams
The rhythm isn't what it seems
Or so it seems

And why can't we find another way?
Let's break the chains of time and space
And douse the flames of hell's deep gaze
And watch as Eden burns away

You and me
You and me
I thought I counted three
Thought I counted three
Yeah you and me

Just for fun
Just for fun
It will all come undone
All come undone
Just for fun
Just for fun
Oblivion

The end is really fucking nigh!