Shroud

We'll save your children
 follow this illuminated line
 this light that's held before you
 enshrined beneath this glare
 straight eye sare
 roped in, ensnared
 lost will of yours
 slipped past you
 a passing glance
 long ago
 Deity like foreskin
 draped lazily over
 your dying perception
 hunted by a illusion
 doubled over in delusion
 Cumshot religions
 unions of weakness
 dazed and proud
 buried under the shroud
 The blessed beasts
 worshipped in droves
 disposable dogmas
 believing the bullshit
 infected
 bleed from your hands
 dismally down to your knees
 with your strength relinquished by you
 we prey upon your bowing form
 Day dreaming, idols deceiving
 enigmatic fixation
 Age of piety
 mind expansion
 a mystic cloud
 dead under the shroud