On your knees
You will worship
For a minute, an hour, a day
Elixir of the Gods
Closer to Heaven
Yet farther away
Facsimile, resemblance  
Black and white dreams
Closed eyes and prayer
Torn between the emotions
Of the emotionless
Empty acts
Repeated motions
Experience or fantasy
Wishes or desires
Fear, excitement, and nerves
On your knees
You will worship
And it will resemble truth
For a minute, an hour, a day
The taste of honesty in lies
Will linger in the memory
Of the approximation of Heaven