The Paranormal Paradox
Posted: Sat Dec 13, 2008 2:23 pm
My lifestyle has jus gone out of style..
And so I die like a bad fashion.
Sorry, Joker, I'm all out of smiles,
So all the while,
I go on with my laughin'.
Some would call me a madman..
Wrapped up in genius delusions,
I call them Pac-Man;
Eating my ghosts, chasing my illusion.
For I am abnormal,
Though the paranormal goes unproven,
For what is a Holy Spirit,
But an unholy nuisance?
It cannot be measured,
Though the instruments try.
It can't be defined,
So the scientist lies..
The truth at his eyes..
"How can I be blind?"
And under such pressures,
for the answer, He died.
So he wandered,
And looked to the otherside.
while some ponder..
"When will his Ghost return,
to tell us what he finds?"
And so I die like a bad fashion.
Sorry, Joker, I'm all out of smiles,
So all the while,
I go on with my laughin'.
Some would call me a madman..
Wrapped up in genius delusions,
I call them Pac-Man;
Eating my ghosts, chasing my illusion.
For I am abnormal,
Though the paranormal goes unproven,
For what is a Holy Spirit,
But an unholy nuisance?
It cannot be measured,
Though the instruments try.
It can't be defined,
So the scientist lies..
The truth at his eyes..
"How can I be blind?"
And under such pressures,
for the answer, He died.
So he wandered,
And looked to the otherside.
while some ponder..
"When will his Ghost return,
to tell us what he finds?"