Allusion to Illusion and Sin

Consider that time rewinds
And gives form to things divine
To undo the death of god

So soon now your thinking winds
Like a serpent down the vine
Whispering something as odd

“Reverence and worship unbind
when words spoken bedevil
ears eager to taste such sweets”

Then the coil starts to bind
Worming inside cold and evil
With every lie your soul eats

Blindness become your retreat
And denial justifies
Echoing in soul windows

Now ash embodies the treat
Of emblazoned jeers and fies
That your mad choice now endows

May this stick like wet resin;
It is not god that makes sin
But the state of mind we’re in

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