The Despised Divine

I hate every day that I’ve failed to burn you in effigy
Oblivious to the tune of your lifestyle’s melody
Lyrics in the trees that hang so low that they mean nothing at all
Obsequious to you

Interpreting the wanton speech of your lyrical extremes
Clouded by illusions rising from waters like steam
Creating the rain clouds meant to drown the whole of time
Obfuscated by you

I’ve breathed in the wartime air beneath your liar’s smile
Coughing up the fires of desolation in my wake
It’s only fitting that I turn my rage to the despised divine
Obliterating you