How sweet it is to feel man
to know he is frail and delicate
to know war to end and all wars
just will not come, it's far too late for that

Our cute children grow up to ****
not just for selfish greed
for some of the evil is pure
it to them is deaths divinity

We watch you all day long
watch you ****,
pick your noses
try to lie to get to heaven

Not one of you will know that glorious kingdom
for none of you are willing to die this cold bleak night
so whist heaven waits for man to become gods
we in corners of reason make bets for a messiah

Another flame in the darkness
a candle to make light dark work
to discover the wonderful reason
the wonderful reason of being

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris