Freewill is just a manifestation A flowering spore in the imagination Every action oh so pre determined Squandered the notion of right or wrong option Everything grey, good and evil illusion Mechanisms to rationalize what unfolds The notion that everything happens for a reason Is to a point in fact the truth Though not in the way you've come to believe Human arrogance it clouds ones means For are we not the most evolved species You liked the script, have the credentials to direct Time and purpose, reason for being Though the plot remains that elusive scene The blueprints of existence way out of reach A scenario so bleak Hey hey hey hey The etchings of destiny foretold Without means, without understanding Embossed in a tome, fortified, livid in steel Stranded and blind they fumble without direction A perspective on reality to which few could ever evolve their position is dim, as are their prospects A consequence to grave, a scene oh so surreal No one considers this de evolution The role we play in the final solution Acquiescence to the truth that the war's already lost A spiritual catastrophe will result When the meandering variables of faith are lost When the truth dawns down upon those without the means to evolve They've no means to evolve The notion that everything happens for a reason Is to an extent indeed correct Though the path least traveled on is obscured Obsidian, disguised