Cessation - Ulcerate

Hallow guise of the betrayer of man

Lead us blind

Immersed in contempt for all

Embodied;

consumed by their dogma

The doctrine of nothingness

We have reached a dead end

The idle are no longer ignorant

Pull us through the path of dirt

To be admonished

Drag us under the current

To a slow death

Embrace the resentment

Withdraw from the mind

Be cast above the masses

Command on high

Worship

Emanate

Control

Infect

This end long written

Under thin skin of the self-serving

See through the enduring

Denounced from beneath the burden

Owed not another word