Treasure And Principalities

Sooner the monsoon the better 
For never will an unfledged urchin become the butterfly 
Lost and amiss under the tutelage of peers and influencers 
Enticed by diamonds devoid of substance and colour 
When shone under the true purity of light
Let your isotropic dreams dissolve, reverse the persecution 
As you stare toward the altar of nothingness 
And I turn to scream among faces of the congregating dead
Insufferably hopeless and incredulously soulless inside 
Tear through these orbs to see not a tear among the oceans
Despite despair for the night sky 
When Tiamat falls to sleep and Sirius soars to glisten 
Upon creatures of chaos as they dream 
But the day it has not dawned, nor the wish awoken 
So strip away the matrix and unseal the scar 
Annihilating the nether self, draining the whore within 
Where the sleepwalking believe they've woke 
And the somatic dance death's amorous wage of sin
So may the material you seek be soulful 
For what is incomparable to the one you must walk through 
Is a mirror made of glass 
And from inside I live outside the world
All the while I exist within, standing indivisible 
And invincibly invisible as I disappear as one
When man's outlook on evolution is transhuman 
And knowing thyself is to capture consciousness 
And to embellish the temple, outside 
Where the word is wasted upon the rocks and thorns
So lay these fasces to ashes
For it's the destruction that keeps us turning 
Another stick to subjugate, from high rise to Sinai 
You can hear the cries from the pyre
As another child conforms to integrate the bundle 
I'll always be a ghost to this world, but not to the other 
And I would stand against ignorance if it wasn't a winless war
For prejudice is limited by epochs and peers
Until acceptance becomes, but never is it inclusive of the all 
Letting hope illuminate and puerile infatuations grow
We dance around cancer to glimpse rays of the sun
Where the devil's greatest deception yet, is letting us believe 
That at once we could reach our God above 
And where the spirit resides we call our home 
For eternity is the spark which lights the lantern 
And ether where the soul seeks to expand 
From depths of above to skies of the cavern
Absorbed into the earth and shell
We must shed all components of life and man
Still the playground is plagued by parasites
And the classroom empty 
For the pleasure of vengeance, resentment and envy
And the love we once had is gone
Though waiting again to be found 
As we wallow upon the grave of God
Let it all unravel, strand by strand 
Until we no longer can remember the past
Excepting innocence and grace as we become 
Ever immaterial, and never to return
To this wasteland paradise