Are You Ready To Play God With Me

Sketch out a game plan of 300 years or so
Look at life like another new dimensions hiding
Just around your frame of sight
And act like you would
On the one you stand on

Three snakes become six tentacles and
Each becomes three giant centipedes
And each giant centipede becomes a whole battalion
Close off every opening and
Steel plate the stallions
Are you to play god with me

Moving on treads while moving on legs while
Moving on quadrupedal lateral configurations
Slide on your stomach slingshot with your beak
Blast like your cocks of metal
Roll like a slinky

Make your rules on space and time
Your world is now both flat round and dime-sized
Seize every tentpole that dare get pitched
Come mysteriously prepared to make this dirt your bitch
Are you ready to play god with me

And all this time like a fool
You were woefully unprepared
For me to be prepared
For a threat like you

S is for slowly and also for success
While F is for fast and also for failure
This is how we move and we must be five-faced
Must be everything at once at a snails pace

We can agree that the true god is change
And the change is the change from a checker to a chessboard
We turn the board sides shuffle up the suits
One side's Poison Ivy, the other is a slicked up boot
Are you to play god with me

One of these days I'm gonna blow gods head off
With one of his own bolts of lightening
Hold me to that