Upon the altar of holy, they beg for repentence.
Weaker men hoping to lessen their sentence.
Wasting their lives, they rot into decay.
Ignoring the truth and falling into dismay.

No God will save you, no man will praise you.
Only one thing matters, you must make it matter.
In your tiny mind create a reaction.
In your tiny mind only a fraction.
Look beyond the veil, see things for how they are.
Or be like those weak men, struggling from afar.