Angry gods unworshipped and unknown
High up in heaven forgotten and alone
Resurrected in text, decreed as foes
**** the rituals that fed on our souls

Good deeds go undone under the sun
My prayers unspoken weigh a ton
Their hearts filled with vile disgust
Decomposed corpses, boils and pus

These unplanted seeds wither and rot
Pestilence and famine never stop
Songs once written of former glories
Greek in origin their ancient stories

Bored and restless in their continuum
Unprepared to give the bare minimum
Human-like attributes, they deviate from norm
Made in our image, distorted in our form...