We bow to give it name.

We praise to give it life.

Concentric circles wrap around,

Like ripples in the sand.

Our prayers stir up the wind;

Gritty congestion in our lungs.

The pillar peers from above,

An eerie smile across the stone:

Sickly demon indwelling.

Where has the god gone?

I am the rusty nail sticking

From the submissive board.

The collective mindless worship

Like ringing in my ears.

I want to ascend to the top

Of this horrid obelisk devil;

Deface the beastly image

Of our wanton dependence.

I am just a lowly servant,

Wielder of the hammer;

Tongue like an earthquake,

Shaking innocence below.

Release the demon inside;

Storm breaks up my footing.

I fall into the crowd below,

Jolted awake inside a tomb,

Static prison walls around me.

It’s all just bloody idealism,

Masochistic nightmare vision:

I love the way I kill my calm.

Eyeless bishop proceed my way.

Bless the motherfucking symphony.

Musical note to crack my faith;

Shake your bell to ward away my soul.