Post by darkness0within on Jul 7, 2019 7:49:33 GMT -6
What truth in faith?
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust,
In your faith I will not put my trust,
You feed the masses with your lies,
Of life in death your preachers cry.
You say how ancient is belief,
But your sect is but a modern thief,
How hollow are the words you say,
To someone who knows not of day.
But knows more truth than you could know,
Right when your Christian faith did show,
For I was there right at the start,
Where some from older gods did part.
A pharaoh cursed with such desire,
To worship just the disc of fire,
Abandoning all that went before,
Not knowing what would lie in store.
This god on earth relinquished all,
Letting many temples fade and fall,
Deserting that which people knew,
His real followers of lies were few.
And so it was his truth held sway,
To worship that which made the day,
His right divine to rule his way,
To hope his legacy would stay.
But priests did have their own revenge,
Such desecration they would avenge,
Forsaken gods who to them would rage,
Torn roughly from old Egypt’s page.
A poisoned cup did take the life,
Of one who caused those priests much strife,
His queen tried hard to grasp his crown,
But in time into the void she drowned.
Soon all that heresy was gone,
So blasphemous, and so wrong,
All records of his crime deleted,
In hope his heresy defeated,
But just a few still held his flame,
For Christianity became its name.
Darkness.
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust,
In your faith I will not put my trust,
You feed the masses with your lies,
Of life in death your preachers cry.
You say how ancient is belief,
But your sect is but a modern thief,
How hollow are the words you say,
To someone who knows not of day.
But knows more truth than you could know,
Right when your Christian faith did show,
For I was there right at the start,
Where some from older gods did part.
A pharaoh cursed with such desire,
To worship just the disc of fire,
Abandoning all that went before,
Not knowing what would lie in store.
This god on earth relinquished all,
Letting many temples fade and fall,
Deserting that which people knew,
His real followers of lies were few.
And so it was his truth held sway,
To worship that which made the day,
His right divine to rule his way,
To hope his legacy would stay.
But priests did have their own revenge,
Such desecration they would avenge,
Forsaken gods who to them would rage,
Torn roughly from old Egypt’s page.
A poisoned cup did take the life,
Of one who caused those priests much strife,
His queen tried hard to grasp his crown,
But in time into the void she drowned.
Soon all that heresy was gone,
So blasphemous, and so wrong,
All records of his crime deleted,
In hope his heresy defeated,
But just a few still held his flame,
For Christianity became its name.
Darkness.
