Reason
Sacrilege
This demigod
Unto which you luster
You sacrifice this purity
Of the air beneath your wings
A slow and painful ritual Blasphemers walk among your flock
To burn the youth you lost
Demigod
Despite your blindfold Proudly you carry the stone on your back
Disillusioned
You plant your feet safely to the ground Demigod
Blasphemers walk among your flock As the stone
You have become Not once did you cry
For the lost ones of your world
Your care is limited
To this demigod Unto which you cluster
Reason
Decrystallize me
I do blaspheme
Demigod Your heart even free of hate
The fallen you condemn
To ordinary common sense Yet, scared to death by their disbelief
And with autumn closing in
Forcing life away
No mercy will impale your sin
Dead are your tears.
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