A lonely body in that solemn space
In search of answers to ease their despair
Unaware of the forc'd steps they will take
To prove any such blessings to repair

A form birth'd from the truancy of love
Converting the tears from the most debased
Into currency ascrib'd t'him above
For those who can enter that holy place

You who were gifted as a place of truth
Eschewing your own teachings to promote
All lies and greed, decreed by him forsooth
To get what's yours and have them starve on hope

You who claim to be the way to heaven
Yet, only hell awaits for those within