The impassive God show his form,
whom rule the man with an old norm,
within the use of two cold finger
to command man where to linger.
His order in the circle of twelve stones harbinger.
Life of human is in pity upon his role as the arbiter.
Above the walls of human, he sits upon the throne,
For all the sins which had been sown
humans commanded to atone
So he put them all in a loan!
"Past!" He proclaim the great word
Doused in regret, humans cries mercy upon their lord.
Yet, He is cruel, and proclaim another law,
"Future!" the word uttered from his jaw.
Man shock and awe to hear they will cease
they build their ignorance, piece by piece.
Collectively they unify within a lie
of Mass Vanity, someday they will not die.