Opportunism burned innocence
Pride and arrogance killed purity
You are not His usurper
A jaded caricature
His mercies you’d only
Discard from your hand
Do you wish for the world
Turned to cinder, just know
You and your beloved fuel
The furnace, too
The soul is not ours to buy or sell
Will yours come with eternal desolation?
You are no god in this life
Mourn for the worlds that you built
In your fantasies, forget the fallacies
You are not His usurper
A jaded caricature
His mercies you’d only
Discard from your hand
You are not His usurper
A jaded caricature
His mercies you’d only
Discard from your hand
Go
Kill your ego
Fall on your sword
Fall on your sword
Kill your ego
Kill your entitlement
You are no usurper
Show some contrition
Fall on your sword
Fall on your sword
You are no god in this life
Mourn for the worlds that you built
In your fantasies, forget the fallacies
You are not His usurper
A jaded caricature
His mercies you’d only
Discard from your hand
You are made in reflection