Crisis Complete

Highest trees that have grown to fall
Like man they grow with roots so deep
But this soil is drenched with blood
Our wisdom sleeps its foreign sleep
We, the undying culture of fear
Swaying between God and machine
Sneaking serpents choke the souls
Volcanos breed under adulterated seeds

We have to struggle our tears
A second equals a million years
Now, in the past and the future
Faithless within a crisis complete

The perilous path swags on the deep
An ever increasing dogmatic pain
Blessed with grateful, faithly needs
With fearless presence comes cleansing rain
Relative, absolute, in childhood or in age
Transcended minds awakened to the truth
The secret code flows through our veins
Celestial unions of a renewed existence

Fires of grief won't burn our scars
Like hunters never love their prey
Hollow religions rule for disgrace
Watching backwards into bleak space