Dogma’s Fall

In the shadows of cathedrals, Where the pious bow their heads, Dogma whispers ancient tales, In scriptures stained with bloodshed. A tapestry of belief unfurls, Threads woven with fear and hate, Blind faith blurs the line between Salvation and our mortal fate. Divine decrees and holy wars, Crusades of righteousness ignite, In the name of gods and prophets, Humanity's future is contrite. Temples, mosques, and churches stand, Icons of a divided world, While the heavens remain silent, On deaf ears, our prayers are hurled. Yet amidst this chaos, a truth unfolds, In the silence of a skeptic's heart, The universe unfurls its secrets, For those willing to depart. From the shackles of belief Into the vast expanse of doubt, Where the mind is free to wander, And truth is what we're about. So let the thrash of reason Pierce through the veil of lies, For in the end, it's our minds That will truly make us rise. Pierce through the veil of lies, For in the end, it's our minds That will truly make us rise.