The plan is completely drawn up
The structural drawings are made
And the building is slowly built up
After the foundation is deeply laid.
The living temple is then built upon
After the seed is truly sown
The sacred egg is finally fertilized
In an environment that is sterilized.

The temple is then born
After nine months of agony and strain
The worship has thus begun
With joy accompanied by a lot of pain
The temple in its nascent innocent stage
Is pure with thoughts so bright and clean
But gradually it begins to pay sin’s wage
As it grows into a human being so unclean.

The Temple built by the Almighty creator
Now worships the sacred female image
With ungodly lust like that of a predator
But then this is just a passing stage
The Temple then worships the family
And seeks income to maintain the same
The search for money becomes its homily
As it creates other Temples of repute and fame.

The Temple has fulfilled all its duties
It has gone beyond the material
It has realized the need of its deities
Its life it has now realized is ephemeral
Prayer and chanting echo constantly
As the Temple gradually ages visibly.
The Temple is now slowly fading
It is more a monumental edifice.

The air is now rent with wailing
For it has paid the supreme sacrifice
For those of you who have still not understood
This madman’s verse and rhyme
Our body is the God head
For the Temple it does mime
And God dwells within us
Just as much as in you he does

Therefore ye living human temples
Praise our loving God almighty
While your body of pleasures samples
Within your body for all eternity.