The worshiper of perilous as fire, power
The weight, the chains that the soul devour...
Human uncalled-for domination
Celebrity, mammon, the self admiration
Is it not worshiping madness
Forbidding adulteration... abomination?

Blindly... mindlessly... adore
The horrors of godless death's door?

On the road downward and destruction
Slimy, bloody pond of bleak, moldering humanity
In one's fancy sits as god, disbeliever in finality
Sinking into the shadows, awareness of a twig
Safeguard the soul... and slay the folly grown big.

To taste the plentiful waters of all satiable charity
Being at war with abundant fallacies of the age
Sin, criminality no longer evoke fit rage...
Oh, heroic virtue with muscle to engage, discage...
Triumphant with profuse errors of any age...

The horrors of godless death's door
Many, in truth, no longer fitly abhor...

Still, Truth's Door
Is far... wide open to all...
Knock at the Door...
Lose heart no more...

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The supreme promise of Christ...