God On Earth

What better place than here to be To stop drop anchor and rest aboard my floating throne and dotted upon by endless servants feeding me grapes of wrath And take in all of this ethereal world's majesty I am seemingly deemed to own And If only for a little while Breathe in another most auspicious rustic desert sunset slowly fading behind the pyramids chastening the horizon Drifting pleasantly along the silent tepid river Nile like a calm deflecting Oasis Oh how I can only wish to imagine if I were the Pharisee King of this domain my own people and enslaved Israelites as well Placed in charge over all of this fertile land and ever increasing empire Adorned and drapped with such bedazzled finery as die cast hand crafted robes Wearing a crown made out of the purest yellow gold with every kind of precious stone one can imagine carefully set So even when come sunset and daylight is then eventually replaced by moonlight He is still the only thing around able still to be seen as his regal attire reflects and shimmers the moonlight rays afterglow luminescence back And if you we're sceptical and never did believe in his status as a living God on earth before After seeing him somehow be able to glow and transcend even the natural rule of law by turning darkness into light 10 plagues alone your subjects would gladly suffer through but not suffice nor be enough To start or begin a revolution or revolt Gather on mass and march we as the common people finally standing united under the banner " Let Those People Go " Because never mind them do it for us after all we are the one's suffering out lives now resemble hell And what exactly is to be gained and the reason behind this madness And now you come to mention it That has never actually ever been explained