Blind Shepherds
Instigators of the lie and yet a truth still slumbers, hidden deep behind a shroud.
Bred to apathy the flock will follow their blind shepherds.
Fall in line to heed the call of the Piscean way.

Ever the foolish, forging their path to the sky through reverence of obsolete rules.
No matter the outcome they’ll do what it takes to defy the last Jihad.

Power looming, unseen to their eyes. The verses, their pretence, do not justify.

Living ignorant. The wars and bloodshed long forgotten. History written in blood.
Ancient documents erode in time like all things set in stone. Laws of nature usher in the Aquarian age.

Into the unknown, dominant forces collide. The exiled ones embrace the chaos. Whatever the outcome, we’ll do what it takes to survive the last Jihad.

Power growing right before our eyes. Vicious yearning calls on us to fight.

Pandemic wildfires burning to the ground to cleanse their tainted rule and fertilize.

Now living in an overhauled existence. Reality maligned and tables turned.
The smouldering ground lies fertile with new promise. The time has come to rise.

Broken effigies, the symbols of a dictum shattered. Two millennia of deceit.
Reciprocation will be swift and bestowed with pure vengeance.

Shattering dogma, witness the truth with new eyes. The strings of fate hang loose and tangled. Whatever the outcome, only the strong will survive the last Jihad.