Alchemist

Turning lead into gold if only by magical thinking dreams came forth
What would it be like if I could take every feeling and every word
Setting it to action and watching as everything I hate falls before me
Bowing to myself from within myself and I don't see it being even a possibility
Yet this black art takes charge in my heart as the only hope that this boy has
Feeling like Joseph Smith going out into the forest meeting an angel who was really a demon
Telling him a part truth that all religions are dead and that there is something better
But instead of pointing him to the savior he gave him rose colored glasses
Look into this hat and read this secret symbols that unleash lies upon the earth
So without going any further into the fallacies of the Mormon people
I can stand here today and tell you that I know what it's like to be lied to be potential deity
Nothing worse then feeling like you were destined for something great
Then you wake up in the morning and you're still in that studio apartment
Refrigerator empty except for some 2 year old pizza that even the bugs don't want
I've been forced to drink blood for breakfast and piss for dinner
How I wish I was a magician that could turn my wishes to be king into reality
To be the man that rules the world and sets the tax rate where I would never cry again
So from the first verse you will now realize that as ruler the world has become a slaughterhouse
These are the longest lines I've ever done like Gary Busey on a mirrored table with razor blades
Hurry up and get me that brick of worthless metal so I can turn it into platinum
Au and Pt and suddenly I'm the new kid millionaire fighting with his own military
Chemical symbols dropping in the arts like anthrax in an envelop headed for my senator
Holy shit that was a terrorist claim I hope the Feds aren't watching me write this
But that's the world that I live in and it just so happens that everyone is now dead
I'm a scientist with a degree in the grotesque and a minor in the insane
Dear God can you hear me, just make my words form to life like when you spoke creation
I want to see myself enthroned above the throne of heaven but I don't want to be the devil
Make me into the nothing that I feel inside so that I will finally be found worthy
Because everything that is nothing comes from nothing and I want to go back to end how I suffer
Pull the trigger here I come one last time before the clock strikes 12 let's hope alchemy is real