The Book

Should we draw a line on what is fiction Because your truth it may be based on lies The facts are often used to dissuade the people To get them to join the other side With the deity's new philosopher No longer will one suffer in such pain The tortured souls in heaven, Will return in time to come and stake their claim What are you into? This book is filled with clues, or maybe lies What are you into? A man's got to do some things often despised Your suicidal fantasies No longer will be looked on in disgust The demons will succeed in removing everything They thought we'd really trust With the deity's new philosopher No longer will one suffer in such pain The tortured souls in heaven, Will return in time to come and stake their claim Fiction is often believed But everyone will meet their doomed untimely fate What are you into? This book is filled with clues, or maybe lies What are you into? A man's got to do some things often despised Should we draw a line on what is fiction Because your truth it may be based on lies The facts are often used to dissuade the people To get them to join the other side With the deity's new philosopher No longer will one suffer in such pain The tortured souls in heaven, Will return in time to come and stake their claim What are you into? This book is filled with clues, or maybe lies What are you into? A man's got to do some things often despised