rights to determine diminished,
relinquished to you who charmed
us into plucking the fruit.
Like Lucifer we stood mute in a false light,
the dim glow of hollow dawn.
Stripped, laid low, driven into guilt,
we blamed each other
while you, self raised,
put torch up to the flame,
knowing no one and caring less,
rampaging in our name.
If we could sit in heaven or hell
with the false Gods we have deified,
we would hear your empty lies
ringing like a bell
as we are consumed in fire,
destroyed, no more,
our ghosts long since stolen away.
I used to dream that I could stop this,
but my prayers were never blessed
Now I see mocking temptations
that drive me along with the rest.