The glorious frailty of the human mind

Leads us to deceive the mother of mankind

Nature is our master, we serve her through our deeds

She teaches us that only death is guaranteed

If there was a hell, there must I ever be

Eternal life in heaven is but a fallacy

So if death is nothing, but a path to be trod

Walk with me and let me introduce you to your God



An ocean of eternity

One in which the shore you’ll never see

Or your God of make believe



You speak to the sky and no one answers back

And yet you wager the word of God is fact

The horrors we imagine in vivid clarity

A mirror image, reflection of your soul

Just nature’s play, all her children have a role

God’s an actor, the world nature’s stage

Our fates are scripted like so many

Letters on a page



The Story of Christianity

A fairy tale of tyranny

Recipe for catastrophe



Man’s inclination

Is to bend those who oppose to our will

Does your great creator think

The good are better made by ills?

Dream after dream, time after time

He who conquers endures

The grand design of the mother

We the disease, and her the cure



Unsatisfied longing for the slaughter

The master often slays her sons and her daughters

Death is but and undress of skin and of bone

When you return to her, no sins to atone

The ending is the same for the vile and devout

Let all the poisons that lurk in the mind

Hatch out

She has predetermined our end

Nothing more she will portend