Decrystallizing Reason

Reason This demigod Unto which you cluster Sacrilege You sacrifice this purity Of the air beneath your wings A slow and painful ritual To burn, burn, the youth you lost Demigod Blasphemers walk among your flock Despite your blindfold Proudly you carry the stone on your back Disillusioned You plant your feet safely to the ground Demigod Blasphemers walk among your flock As the stone You have become Not once did you cry For the lost ones of your world Your care is limited To this demigod Unto which you cluster Reason, reason Decrystallize me Demigod I do blaspheme The fallen you condemn Your heart even free of hate Yet, scared to death by their disbelief To ordinary common sense And with autumn closing in Forcing life away No mercy will impale your sin Dead are your tears