Flight of Fancy
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I believe in God. But not in weak fantasies.

Flight of Fancy

Tenets of an ancient world,

Tenets of an ancient world, filled with verbose texts,

Tenets of an ancient world, filled with verbose texts, Delivered out stridently to the fledglings,

Tenets of an ancient world, filled with verbose texts, Delivered out stridently to the fledglings, before full cognition,

Tenets of an ancient world, filled with verbose texts, Delivered out stridently to the fledglings, before full cognition, A vehicle of indoctrination.

Tenets of an ancient world, filled with verbose texts, Delivered out stridently to the fledglings, before full cognition, A vehicle of indoctrination. To embed fear.

Men proselytise in robes,

Men proselytise in robes, The messengers of our lost demiurge,

Men proselytise in robes, The messengers of our lost demiurge, who has forsaken us,

Men proselytise in robes, The messengers of our lost demiurge, who has forsaken us, Left us wandering,

Men proselytise in robes, The messengers of our lost demiurge, who has forsaken us, Left us wandering, like sheep in the mounts.

A question,

A question, but not in doubt of His existence,

A question, but not in doubt of His existence, For we merely have an antediluvian book,

A question, but not in doubt of His existence, For we merely have an antediluvian book, filled with tribal poetry,

A question, but not in doubt of His existence, For we merely have an antediluvian book, filled with tribal poetry, archaic words,

A question, but not in doubt of His existence, For we merely have an antediluvian book, filled with tribal poetry, archaic words, enigmas

A question, but not in doubt of His existence, For we merely have an antediluvian book, filled with tribal poetry, archaic words, enigmas and a paradox,

A question, but not in doubt of His existence, For we merely have an antediluvian book, filled with tribal poetry, archaic words, enigmas and a paradox, Which we cannot fathom in our delusions.

Then have come the spinner of yarns,

Then have come the spinner of yarns, Who hadst with their male necrocracy led us astray,

Then have come the spinner of yarns, Who hadst with their male necrocracy led us astray, For they use the scriptures to coax,

Then have come the spinner of yarns, Who hadst with their male necrocracy led us astray, For they use the scriptures to coax, beguile,

Then have come the spinner of yarns, Who hadst with their male necrocracy led us astray, For they use the scriptures to coax, beguile, entice,

Then have come the spinner of yarns, Who hadst with their male necrocracy led us astray, For they use the scriptures to coax, beguile, entice, cajole,

Then have come the spinner of yarns, Who hadst with their male necrocracy led us astray, For they use the scriptures to coax, beguile, entice, cajole, to put fear

Then have come the spinner of yarns, Who hadst with their male necrocracy led us astray, For they use the scriptures to coax, beguile, entice, cajole, to put fear, and reap the rewards.

Whilst we await clarity, in our dreaded existence,

Whilst we await clarity, in our dreaded existence, lost in the corporeal and spiritual planes,

Whilst we await clarity, in our dreaded existence, lost in the corporeal and spiritual planes, Orbiting the mass of incandescent gas,

Whilst we await clarity, in our dreaded existence, lost in the corporeal and spiritual planes, Orbiting the mass of incandescent gas, that gigantic nuclear furnace which is the only source of life –

Whilst we await clarity, in our dreaded existence, lost in the corporeal and spiritual planes, Orbiting the mass of incandescent gas, that gigantic nuclear furnace which is the only source of life – WE ARE DOOMED!!!

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