A hackneyed idea Carved under the skin of man With its only purpose To satisfy the sin The truth is kept out of sight Ambiguity beyond the signs The truth is kept out of sight Even the blind can acknowledge Trapped in their fables Faithfully devouring the poison A vast chasm between faith and beliefs Forming beneath the shades of innocence And back to the virgin's womb And yet you sit stunned By the false creations of others Remnants of doomed faiths and worlds Defiling the corpse of sage