They Stretch Out Their Hands

The fire's light casts shadows across the faces of abandoned gods
Looming stone monoliths stand silently as a pantheon of superstition burns: Emotional immolation
The thorned crown of self sacrifice, the horns and fur of immature rebellion
The false personification of nature gives way to this passionate holocaust
To a reawakening of reason, to the triumph of the will
The stars' dull shine offers not approval nor any earthly feeling
It only illuminates our naked forms

Throw your frail bodies down
Throw your white bodies down
Throw your skinny bodies down
Throw your pale bodies down