The sun, it orbits around flat earth witch trials
Blood letters penned by leech collectors

Against the grain
Burned at the stake
Deities fill the cavities
In our mouths

A well-worn path, future morphed into the past
A ghost stuck in the cycles, lost in the infinite
Haunting the house of rational thought
Collapse while converging

The past is fiction, forgotten and rewritten
The present, now past, countless moments lapse
The future, lost teacher, a looming callus creature

The sun, it orbits around flat earth witch trials

Crushed and maimed
While shifting the blame
Disfigured social disdain
Again and again and again and again