We beings of putridity
Are born with potential
Of infinity
But they defile
Our inner sanctity
Those who dwell in this corrupted reality
Our fate was written
In history
And it's ruled by our biology
Weakling, broken
Seed of corruption awoken
Obscured, unopened
Society values had rotten
Sinking in the ocean
Of despair and spiritual pollution
Our view to the light is obscured
Those who break the prison
In truth they'll be reborn
There is only one hope
To carve into the stone flesh of god