Decollation

Your vile adulation on display
 Masking a deviant obsession
 You're naught but a frightened beast
 Pained by its own reflection
 An idyllic vision, reign o'er your creation
 My right hand your blessing
 My left hand to maledict
 My head for the toiling
 To exist in this space for your use alone
 Crafted me into your image
 Cruel slow replication
 Ideal self manifest
 Baptized in muck, ripe for removal
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 Into and out of the light the ignorant fading
 One cannot serve two masters
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 The saints that come to me
 Stoic hunger driving them forth
 We've suffered this long journey
 This pathway to communion
 We are the result
 Of failures immeasurable
 I'm not an animal
 I'm not left behind
 Crafted me into your image
 Cruel slow replication
 Ideal self manifest
 I am not made, I am in control
 Breaking the serpent's coil around my neck
 Finally free from your cage