Bastard Science: Life's Worth

Bastards of science
Told me my life is worth
A fucking pea tree dish
Nothing at all in the world

I thank the devil
I fucking thank God
For all the opened doors
Perception is my view of life

Bastards wanted respect
Telling me I believed in a zombie
Logical refutes are for the worms
Evidence is the persuasion of worlds
A martyr to my heathen perception

I thank God
I thank the fucking devil
For all scars from open doors
Evidence is not logic & vice the same
Create a martyr’s moral picture
Before you’re too far gone
Too far in to ignorance
Comfort’s ocean