The Divine Failure

Martyr, this is your coronation
Covered in my life's bloodshed
Practicality does not involve fervent prayer
For my actions speak louder than your words

Crucified and crowned with shame
You are to blame for your mistakes
Just as I have learned from your false ways
Believing in your gospel of suicide

You contaminated the blood of innocence
Mine has the potency of venom
Ineffectuality is tiring on the mind
Meaningless words that fade away with time

This is the hollow ridiculing the empty
Hypocrisy embodying the worshiped corpse
From the fear of death an illusion is born
Blessed in contempt and ignorance

To all the countless preachers and prophets
I cast down these defeatist principles
For I have lived my life through my own belief
For nothing is stronger than the will of one

Creation of the divine
Is a failure of the human spirit