Noothgrush - Useless

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Useless human mind, searching for control
Forced a weak creation into existence
Gave it human form, such a tiny mind
Then he wrote the words, «Ignorance is bliss»
First, this God punished, then it turned its cheek
Now it turns its back on the suffering
No one asks why. Man is his own tormentor
He looks to the sky for help
He''s punished by God''s self-hatred, for man is his god himself