Let there be the art Painful urge to create in all matter embodied Let there be the stars to sign the work For earthbound creation to worship when They'll start gazing upward
Let there be light, glowing from a far Like a blasting horn bellows forth our coming Divine architecture drawn onto the veil of existence
Your very existence, by sole will conceived Since the first cell divided itself Provided the canvas for the work to bloom Until the time came to make apes into men A sorry pinnacle drawn to regression
Creation, you self-predacious kind The canvas you stained in majestic idiocy For eons all was miscomprehended Offerings slain for heaven granted better harvests To vultures alone
To our image and resemblance
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Animals we did disguise
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Behind a mask of intelligence
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The beast can be sensed
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Creatures, so unfit for liberty Always at war to force-feed a vision of divinity Manipulating holiness You see evil in all senses Blindly guessing the why you've been
Arisen, given speech
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Made into flesh and blood
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Given a script and a play
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Characters (for which) higher will is reason
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