"For God doth know that in the day ye eat thereof, then your eyes shall be opened, and ye shall be as gods..."
Genesis 3:5 (KJV)

Entering through the chamber of the Self
Focus of consciousness, center of reality
Reclaim what has been hidden
We were not born to serve

Primitive echoes of the past attempt to draw me away,
Twisted limbs of twisted words, the beckoning, to lead astray,
In fury rise to end his reign, to bare our fangs at mankind's bane.

The cross high atop the cathedral looms, staring, craving to grasp the sky, worthless, a supposed idol, the moon shall always throw its shadow at my feet.

Music of the mind deadens the whispers of delusion,
The realization of the Self achieved,
We created God out of our own image
And in ourselves we find the truly divine,
Seeing through open eyes of a true god,
We can find that our essence is our quest,
Our search for the truths of this world and our existence,
Is what makes us more than just god-servants,

Rise! God from within
Devourer of forbidden fruit
Rise! God we shall be
Manipulator of actuality
Rise! God in us all
Deity of identity

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