+Mock-Sanctuary+

I gazed upon your epidemic
decorating already charted trackless infested primate-fated territories,
and I called conspiracy before the sixes and sevens ever told me,
about  the fabled stories,
ever so faithful martyrs, became a dime a doesn't,
cause even they couldn't barter a good confession from the old man's gory glory,

I never felt mystical, mythological theory so fictitious,
cents-less and well fucking senseless,
while they become wealthy in hearts of blind,
who should know better about fairy tales and wizards,
they belong in coliseums ,
and in imaginations of children who command blizzards,
so control that like they do you
and storm the gates of Vatican,
knock over the pillars of salt,
and everything handwritten,

I Speak like an atheist, think without the help of artificial intelligence,
and I believe in progress and put faith in substantial evidence,
in hopes the parish well actually perish in pairs due to the doing of olden dramatist,
this isn't your heritage,
let go of the "wholly religious" house of representatives,
it's more like the holy only guided,
visions of most self profitable organizations and their preferences,

close your eyes and think,
you're the only deity in your life
you don't need an artist to paint you,
a legend