Hypocrisy

Denied grace by virtue of my life to wander the lonely world of pain; it is here that you condemn me your vision cannot encompass truth. I bar myself from your eternity no mindless faith will ever guide me; my heathen roots cannot be purged I am only a slave of the flesh. For you desire lies cold and dead sonorous tune that cannot soar; there is no rhythm in your heart no beat to lead you in the dark. Disconnected from the source you wander blindly through your life; convicted by the faith you claim the tomb of religion is now complete. Here you reign unheeding your fate the world is knocking down the door- but deafened by your false beliefs this life\'s a silent lonely grave.