Ascending into perdition
On a mission of sedition
Where I leave no stone unturned
That will be my value earned
For I seek A lost disciple
Who suffered for a trifle
Not understood by the multitude
Of the self-righteous lost in their own platitude
Beyond blind to the depths of their misconduct
Helped to stand by mass command of  hedonistic construct
Where they seem en masse so willingly to pass
Judgement on outsiders they feel a right to harass
Preaching a perverted compilation
Piety based on their own obtuse creation
One side to show the ones they need to bleed
While with the evil eye they rely on what they read
Written on the converse.. a curse to show their vile
Inhuman and ungodly greed they need to constantly defile
That very same piety they launch like stones
To turn all  eyes downward and into drones
They do not seem to believe in that they seek to imbue
Sacrilegious illusory meant to ..

Bend the mind of......
The...True Believer

So I now seek my own mortality
Those lost pieces of what was once a sacred reality
Where I held myself as less and slowly fell
Like a decapitated mortal slowly I was dropping myself into hell
So now I am in full command of my soul and my vision
For I have gathered the pieces of myself I let them plunder
While caught in some hypnotic spell I fell under

Because I believed ...
... I was unworthy

Now my eyes are open wide
I clearly see they no longer even seek to hide
The mockery and hypocrisy they constantly heaped out
As they held themselves anointed by claims of the pious and devout
While they stand looking down at the mass and the mass confusion
By all that they claim we should believe - that is illusion
My eyes are now open to see they are the deceivers
The tables turn for now they should burn... because...

... I am now... A True Believer.