the dark hole 6

The sins we forget
As life mutates
Changing from ancient to modern
We think we are the best

Forget about Holy Books
Even studying it minds elsewhere
The self appointed religious scholars
They think they are the modern prophets

Issuing religious edits
Making it into laws
When the Holy Books have warned
Be ware of wolves in sheep skins

The fear bites into minds
The repetition drills into the deep consciousness
Opening up the fear of the law
Burying lives with its painted claws

The wages of sin
You know it is death
The Reaper stands alone
The black robe blowing by the wind

It's his world to play
The hordes of sinners lay
Forgetting the Holy Books
They flock into his world

“You are alive once
There is no second chance
Enjoy it while it lasts
The Holy Books are words of lies!”

The blinded sheep
The shepherds all gone
The works done lines laid
The guide posts all around

Yet the human race
Blindly forget....
Believing only what they see
The virtual images pipe dreams

“Oh sinners you can't escape
The way of the dark hole awaits
You live once go swat many”
The Reaper laughs loudly in empty space