Societies Demise

I am here on this high mount
standing free and alone
This place but a rock hewn face
of my hallowed home

Bend o minious masses
Heed the word I call
To rend youre lives
with wood you'll strive
to mend the mobous halls

Here I bow down
to see ALL's-Hungered eyes
To return the secret-sentient
by societies demise

A god o' lust and phallic pleasure
My honor bled by love
Pride is lost to pentacost
as ideal is reigning dove

A foolish vision promise
Be set free by this key
To bond in hells own union
a marriage with divinity