Chasing the Serpent
The day of insanity extending like a dream,
The outcast of any tribe is king,
Generations drowned in self-indulgence and deceit,
Mass suicide the liberating end,
New gods will be born and killed to live again,
Religion at its finest being breached,
Monstrous conclusion breaks the surface all too late,
Heaven as they know it out of reach,
God-fearing, despairing,
Each prayer a human grave,
Armed and content with the battlefield laid out,
Delivering the bitter blow,
When darkness is tyrant, never see the light,
Pray tribute to the overlord,
As the body count is done and surviving priests dispatched,
A martyr's nightmare begins,
Atheism made out of divine neglect,
On the side of angels unveiling the fiend,
Fluid system of hatred made flesh,
Take the consequence of revelations,
Godless since God knows when,
Fail to evolve while chasing the serpent,
Shallow and ashen the foundation of souls,
Hollow existence, victimized and scorned.