Dogmatic response
Played into hands
Translation of truth
When obeying commands
Designed to conquer
Exhorts control
What you see as truth
Will own your soul
Trapped in the light
Demons fear nor tread
If you don’t know
Then best unsaid
Angels are here
Carrying swords
Truth grapples reason
Whispered in words
Knowledge is power
Useless without control
Context is everything
When coupled to goals
Two ends of victory
There is no third way
Forever repeating history
Your life your soul
The blood to repay
Walk into the light
Death comes swift
The sword of truth
Push home this gift
Your blood will spill
As life ebbs away
Everything you owned
Will burn away
