Reason

This demigod

Unto which you cluster

Sacrilege

You sacrifice this purity

Of the air beneath your wings

A slow and painful ritual

To burn the youth you lost

Demigod

Blasphemers walk among your flock

Despite your blindfold

Proudly you carry the stone on your back

Disillusioned

You plant your feet safely to the ground

Demigod

Blasphemers walk among your flock

As the stone

You have become

Not once did you cry

For the lost ones of your world

Your care is limited

To this demigod

Unto which you cluster

Reason

Decrystallize me

Demigod

I do blaspheme

The fallen you condemn

Your heart even free of hate

Yet, scared to death by their disbelief

To ordinary common sense

And with autumn closing in

Forcing life away

No mercy will impale your sin