Shroud - Cryptopsy

We’ll save your children

Follow this illuminated line

This light that’s held before you

Enshrined beneath this glare

Straight eye sare

Roped in, ensnared

Lost will of yours

Slipped past you

A passing glance

Long ago

Deity like foreskin

Draped lazily over

Your dying perception

Hunted by a illusion

Doubled over in delusion

Cumshot religions

Unions of weakness

Dazed and proud

Buried under the shroud

The blessed beasts

Worshipped in droves

Disposable dogmas

Believing the bullshit

Infected

Bleed from your hands

Dismally down to your knees

With your strength relinquished by you

We prey upon your bowing form

Day dreaming, idols deceiving

Enigmatic fixation

Age of piety

Mind expansion

A mystic cloud

Dead under the shroud