The Psychodox - The Groot Burial Riff: Part II

Dearly beloved, we are gathered here today to bury the essence of what once was in hopes that it will rise from the grave, return to its normal state and sustain life.

Lacrimosa dies illa, qua resurget ex fa villa
Judicondus homo reus, huic ergo parce, Deus
Pie Jesu domine, dona eis requiem

Once the Paradox makes a deal with the Abstract
Oblivious, there is no turning back

We control space, we control time
We murder death, we allow life
We are no Gods, no deity
No question, how came you or me
This existential crisis living
Day to day contemplating
Killing off those in waiting
Answers given, phone still ringing

But who am I?
But who am I to you
To any of you,
Who am I?
Well I know...

I am the Paradox
But I am not the Abstract
I am all of my time
World is cracked

I am the Paradox
A walking fucking contradiction

Space time love hate dysfunction
You live to die in dysfunction junction

We're never really dead
Its all in our heads
Steal the Ferryman's boat
Straight to the crossroads
That rift will bring you back

I am the Paradox