How far is far enough
For us to fall and drag ourselves through the mud
When will you be broken enough
To let it go as worthless and take the blood
Offered to us
How many times do we have to see man fail
To know not to place our trust
In this fitful lust
For the knowledge not meant for us
Men look at the stars and think
Those are mine to define
I must name them and place them in pictures beautiful to me
What foolishness to think
That the tiny dust
We make up could fathom infinity
It goes beyond delusions of grandeur
It is a mass hysteria under the guise of intelligence
This grand case of negligence
And It illustrates
What filthy rags pass as knowledge these days
There was a time when great men set their eyes on God
For they knew that he was the source of wisdom