Reason

This demigod

Unto which you luster

Sacrilege

You sacrifice this purity

Of the air beneath your wings

A slow and painful ritual

To burn the youth you lost



Demigod

Blasphemers walk among your flock



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

Demigod

I do blaspheme



The fallen you condemn

Your heart even free of hate

Yet, scared to death by their disbelief

To ordinary common sense



And with autumn closing in

Forcing life away

No mercy will impale your sin

Dead are your tears