My frustration into what I created has me feeling discombobulated
I hate that the boredom so I reinstated entertainment for a well being down
Seeing I made the wrong decision, my project had appeared easy
But had no direction and procession, beginners luck?
Only up to recent time do I feel stuck
Im the only one to blame for the things that ran muck
I built up, a universe that is now building me you see
Technological advances is the creator now
And all things to be decided, will not even ounce touch my hands
My poor uncloned followers still constantly fill the stands
On the so called seventh day, for years it's been this way
But these people can't figure out weather it's the first or last day
They pray, they seem to think that im forgiving them all
Which means they have escape goats, if they happen to drop the ball
Ive been cornered, these rinse names witch none to me are flattering
They look to me for guidance, but to me they do not matter, in my eyes
There's nothing I can do to help this situation, when they happen internal conflicts
With there whole congregation, they gather every week and speak of me in song
These beings I have created in this project are terribly wrong

You all claim that you know me, but you really don't ever be forgiving, so what
In reality I really won't
From the day I gave you life to your last anointment
You have all been nothing but divine disappointment
You all claim that you know me, but you really don't ever be forgiving, so what
In reality I really won't
From the day I gave you life to your last anointment
You have all been nothing but divine disappointment

So now im stuck to figure out what I should do at this point in time
These creatures think that there's an afterlife so they spend there whole life
But now one of these creatures a few years ago claiming to be my son
So now they mould there lives after him and claim that he's the one
The one that will save them that will lead them to a new breath
I hate to break it to them; I have nothing for you after death'
So carry on if and what you're knowing, breaking bread, winds blowing
Magnify, light bulbs aren't the sun and tears or joy are flowing
Think that every bad thing is at my will, like bankruptcy
Adultery and the reason why others kill
Go on and be miss lead because you have your entire life
To think that some how ill reward you for all your pain and strife
I can't control destiny, where'd you come up with that notion?
There's no cure for AIDS, so don't even bother with that bullshit
I didn't create the disease to punish others, I didn't even make it
So if you have that frame of mind just go ahead and break it
Im sick and tired of feeling responsibility for all you unfaithfuls
Im willing to share the crops as you enjoy it off your platefuls
Even if I had the power to help you I wouldn't even bother
So stop thinking that I love you and stop calling me you father
I didn't plan of you evolving into this mess with witch ideal
Asking for my forgiveness when you lie, cheat and steal
What the hell do you want me to do? Try and save yourself...
I can't help your marriage, children nor status of health
My problems far away all these so called devastations
Like the oncoming war between the so called united nations
I regret making all of you; you make my blood pressure climb
I wish I didn't make you but not even I can take back the hands of time...

You all claim that you know me, but you really don't ever be forgiving, so what
In reality I really won't
From the day I gave you life to your last anointment
You have all been nothing but divine disappointment
You all claim that you know me, but you really don't ever be forgiving, so what
In reality I really won't
From the day I gave you life to your last anointment
You have all been nothing but divine disappointment...