The Interlude That Keeps You Thinking

If death is what it seems
Why is it vividly portrayed within my dreams
In a fiery blaze from machines
All with the goal with getting things
Power with in the golden rings
Time moves on without us
This ain't no ticket for the bus
Life has meaning we can't answer
We could die from violence or cancer
Death awaits us our ancestor
We don't know what awaits
It could be darkness in the crates
Religion makes up all of those debates
God can only tell us what's at the end
But the message will never send
Wokeness is just a trend
I'm more worried about death than life
Even if people say I have time
Suicide don't feel right
Even in fight I can't access flight
Heaven or Hell could all be made up
Different religions make up the same stuff

I don't understand division in religion
Lessons are what I'm always given
Does god want us to suffer for development
It's a very sad predicament like a torn ligament
Burn us out like a cigarette
I just want the answers to my mind
I promise I'll keep my eyes open wide
I don't wanna suffer any more
Just take me through any door on any floor