Razor of Occam
Bite of Dogmata
PestilenceA dormant diseaseSpread like the plagueNow roused it feedsParasiteAn infectious malaiseInflicting its painOn the minds of the weakWhat fate awaits the bewildered herdWhen the whole is far less than the parts of the sumWhat demons wait to haunt our living dreamCan we resist the lure of the promised landWho will man the wallWhen the infected storm the gateWho will stand tallOn the shoulders of their predecessorsWho will light the flameTo dispel the coming dark ageWho will guard the torchWhen the darkness engulfs us allImminentSongtexteA catastrophic releaseThe virus inflamesRampant lunacyCan we defy the weight of historyAnd shake the madness before it engulfsMust knowledge die another slow deathAs disease, relentless, runs its courseMust we endure another dark ageBefore this burden is unshackled from our backThen once more when the memory fadesWill the darkness gather for attackThe vulnerable fall to the bite of dogmataTeeth dripping with poison through a maniacal grinDrenched in the bloodOf the children they've martyredInarticulate screams, the night closes in
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