The brightest star
The most righteous amongst all creation
Eyes filled with the faults of man
So that he is blinded to his own.
How can he see the splinter in man's eye
When he has a plank in his?
Unseeing, he will fall soon.
If only he could stop peeling back
The wounds of man's sin
And exposing them to more filth
To prove humanity's lack of worth.
When can he forgive? Why can't he?
For to whom much has been forgiven must forgive in turn
But those who fail to do so
Are condemned to pain and loneliness.
O Headless One, O Headless One,
Bornless One, Illuminated One,
Darklight Sun, Inverted Venus.
I pluck your eyes from your head.
I pluck your eyes from your head.
I eat your eyes. I spit them out. I chew.
