Reason
This demigod
Unto which you cluster
Sacrilege
You sacrifice this purity
Of the air beneath your wings
A slow and painful ritual
To burn the youth you lostDemigod
Blasphemers walk among your flock
Despite your blindfold
Proudly you carry the stone on your back
Disillusioned
You plant your feet safely to the groundDemigod
Blasphemers walk among your flockAs the stone
You have becomeNot once did you cry
For the lost ones of your world
Your care is limited
To this demigod
Unto which you clusterReason
Decrystallize me
Demigod
I do blaspheme
The fallen you condemn
Your heart even free of hate
Yet, scared to death by their disbelief
To ordinary common senseAnd with autumn closing in
Forcing life away
No mercy will impale your sin