As the light fades, the speech ends
The fear dies at the hands of the prophet
The word flies, every day and every night
On the hunt of the ears of allegiance
He smiles poison and blesses them
Puts his finger on the wound of their forfeit
Their eager eyes, now focused on the wise
Numbed by the inevitable obedience
Singing and dancing on their own deathbed
Puppets following the joy that might last
Rehearsing for the play, dedicated to death
And for the final act, they lay down to rest
Flying with the silence of floating wings
Feeling the cold biting breeze
Blowing from the path, that leads with ease
To the lair of the vile apotheosis
Everyone is looking at him now
Their god demands them to fulfill their vows
Fear and doubt reduced to a head that bows
And the faith’s hand is still choking the reason’s shout!
The never-ending shout!
Flooding the temple, portraying a total subversion
Is a multitude of penitents, thirsty for a new sermon
He will answer to their needs and promise the best of what there is
A cruel jugglery with creed, desperation, and reality
Everyone is looking at him now
Their god demands them to fulfill their vows
Fear and doubt reduced to a head that bows
And the faith’s hand is still choking the reason’s shout!
The never-ending shout!
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