Once upon hypocricies
I prayed to saints
And begged false dieties
I wondered aimless
In the darkness
Of opulent temples
Filled with starkness
The falsehoods bored me
I was tired of following
A God that ignored me
So I surrendered beliefs
Turned my back to faith
I was just a step short
Of a lifeless wraith
Four years later I found light
I found a true Diety
To guide me through night
Through torments uncounted
He has granted me power
From days of fleeting glee
To my darkest lonely hour
Follow the God of Abraham, and be gifted anguish. Follow the lord of Earth, and be granted pleasure. Praise the King of Martyrs, and enjoy death. Praise me, and achieve satisfaction |