Chasm of belief
Realms of despairI look through the eyes of the unorthodox
To see a light that shines so clear
A stigma of my ideal dogma
Where gods don't play a role
I write the book
A bible of my own doctrines
Close it to the world
So I can reap my own destiny
And I descend
In a chasm of belief
For I will rise
to a blind world
Once created, a superficial dictator, hallowed god
Made to help on swallow their wrongs, and think they've lost their demons
Oblivious is what they are, they remain unforgiven
Lusting in ignorance, and bathing in emptiness
You may dub me the anti-christ
And never realize what I live by
My intentions can compare, but are shot on sight
And leave me to be chasted by the mirage of Nazarene
I wrote my rules, but would dare not preach
For that would contradict to my prophecy
I'm as pure as you, but embody something stronger
For I am not afraid of what may come.