Perversion of Old
Eternal Mystery
Like a disease This perversion of old has spread Prophecies from ages past Foretold it's arrival It came like a horde of locusts Eating away at human conscience Deafening their ears And shielding them from the Light One by one Those possessed by the sickness Churned out lies and fables Spreading the sickness further and further Behold! Blood is the cure Blood from the One who was pierced For our iniquities