SUPREME HERESY


The dogmas we know as sustaining the world
Are so easily heard, but so misunderstood
And each of us is waiting motionless-hearted
To have the bliss dreamt of, as we really should.

We drive away our souls kept in bonds by hatred
We banish ourselves wanting to give in
Burning at the stake for the supreme error
For sustaining something we don’t believe in.

We stumble in the unknown, struck down by mirages
Gain is our purpose, not learning how to be
We step over dead bodies, no matter if we hurt
Souls entombed in prison for our heresy.

We hold in our arms the weapons against people
Our world is made of anger, anxiety and cry
Upon mountains of hatred, we couldn’t seek foundation
Because we ceased believing it’s her behind our lie.

For all we are within covets for the faith
In this running-along on lonely streets time narrowed
And putting end to drugs will lead to finding health
Because our blood will filter the misery we swallowed.

Abandoned in the silence, frightened to keep struggling
Tired of searching something we never got to know
We dream of love’s embrace, hidden in the darkness
Believing us too helpless to stop nonsense’s woe.

How could have we imagined living without love?
How could we’ve been too blind to ever find the path?
And what our frozen hearts have reached in this despond
While being almost covered in selfishness and wrath?