Uncreation
So evade the promenade, crawling out from the ceaseless vast
Rid the ritual serenades, faith cast in bible black
Now scorn the deafening roar, seeping out from the pulpit’s praise
Forsake the devoted lore handcrafted by their cross-fed shakes
With no devotion
No devotion
No devotion
Uncreation
A lucent view comes crashing, gravitational and ironclad
Become a descending hammer, visions ablaze beneath the sledge
Below the body is a longing, bones crave the reaching dust
No longer upon our heads, halos devoid of trust
No devotion
No
Secrets beyond the flesh
Cryptic iconoclast
Divine deanimation
My faith in uncreation
Mouths weld to muzzles
Hand and foot buried under nail
Secrets beyond the flesh
Cryptic iconoclast
Divine deanimation
My faith in uncreation