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These HeavensBowing down before the idolGraven 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. |