In Honor Bound

The worshiper of perilous as fire, power The weight, the chains that the soul devour Human uncalled-for domination Celebrity, mammon, the self admiration... Is it not worshiping madness Forbidding adulteration... abomination? Blindly... mindlessly... adore The horrors of godless - death's door? On the road downward and destruction Slimy, bloody pond of bleak, moldering humanity In one's fancy sits as 'god' disbeliever in finality, Sinking into the shadows... awareness of a twig Safeguard the soul... and slay the folly grown big... To taste the plentiful waters of all satiable charity Being at war with abundant fallacies of the age Sin, criminality no longer evoke fit rage, Oh, heroic virtue with the muscle to engage, discage... Triumphant with profuse errors of any age... The horrors of godless - death's door Many, in truth, no longer fitly abhor... Still, Truth's Door Is far... wide open to all... Knock at the Door... Lose heart no more... The supreme promise of Christ...