The prison of belief

In the beginning there was the mother the father and me
The sun was born

In the beginning there was my mother my father and me
A new son was born.........

To shine light on the world stipend in darkness
To give those who are considered darkness light in a world that's obnibulated with dead carcasses
Minds hidden in between a concreted sarcophaguses, I smell death

Cannibalistic rituals held in every communion masked in the glory and false light,given to those who are held in ******* that couldn't take flight, their, wings, clipped, Spirits,cut, knowledge of self ,ripped,replaced with but but but

Excuses made, to make believe In belief,
Drawn away from self, I can't believe what I see
Knowing truth, what lies in and out and up underneath
Going through, suffering behind the bars, the prison of belief