Soclatotle

Thoughts are on the speech
King rejected divine gift
Cavern clue can't reach
I do think it's just a myth
Can't agree with each
Animals are just like me

Point straight, I'll point the sky
My ideas come when I'm high
I'm not an illiterate
They'll write for me, I'm simply great

When I fall in trance
Never think of bothering
Dialogue's a chance
'nother way of wondering
I'll found the competence
Never expected your treasoning

Point the crowd, I will point God
I lost everything, I'm sad
I'm not an illiterate
They'll write for me, I'm fucking great

Israel's Son