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Bowing down before the idol

Graven figure, burned in symbol

Etched upon your mind’s eye

Replacing faith with a lie

Stone and flesh bind your god

Encase it where it is not

Spirits bound in holy cloth

Empty, all purpose lost

Prayers that go, Unanswered

Innocence lost, in pain

And through it all, though words we weep

It seems to me that these heavens sleep.

A book of gifted words

Commands enshrined in stone

Bind your understanding

Limit how you grow

Sacred words never spoken

A prophets hopes lie broken

Error is edict, dogma is all

Minutiae to nail to the wall

Intercession, between God and Man

Hold their spirits in your hand

Will gods weep for sorrows sown?

Or do we fall to dark alone?

Weeping for numbered days

Weeping for ourselves betrayed.

Connect the world, connect the spirit

Move beyond to infinite limits.