New world disorder

Is said all the world needs is water and society  
But that is all that hell needs to bring it's reign  
Skeptics and the credulous in their false piety  
Never hindered by the burden of proving sane...  

Foolish striving for utopia and ending in dystopia  
Their cold light of truth as a voltaic spark insight  
With mental conundrums of new social myopia  
Ancient blood washed temple as spirit birthright...  
 
An early world 'show me' ruled the old discourse  
It birthed from a purer intent flowing to source  
And now a mental shifting to glorious apotheosis--/  
 
Or every wanting idea goes streaking down in flames  
Salvation blood to cover the inner stain and pain...  
 
So everyone is a maker of the abstraction of art  
Letting all minds have something they can weigh  
To gain full command over the conflicting heart  
Through your higher dimensional soul gateway...  
 
Divinely wrought mold an intricate manifestation  
Into the body of man, a composite temple of clay  
Godhead mysterious rite of centered causation  
Dark matter lights your old soul's right of way...