The people express their praise to their false gods
and as the blind man preaches, his eluded followers nod
chasing purpose through a false hope and hollow words
Their beliefs transferred into a collective barge that would sink on a cosmic ocean
Finality will show a truth that thrives
A truth that only the deserving survive
Each eluded collective, all but a miniscule tribe
On a path that circles and leads to no place
They will fall in learning the lesson that there is no "godlike" embrace
there is no god, but false hope
Through chronology, there is no doxology
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