Distant worlds now align Waves of light intertwine Careless thoughts flow and fade Senses fail Unafraid We enter reality with a lack of it Our lives come armed with the false knowledge That this is not our last Our only chance to get things right And that our bodies are simply shells To shed should we be graced With frigid death Needless worry and doubt cloud the brilliance That hides in an unhindered mind But secular independence is a virtue Many cannot stand to bear Complacently sit Place your trust in the abstract And believe it will carry the weight of your wishes Regardless of their subtle selfishness Your life is no more or less significant than the grass you step on Yet you take pride in how cleanly and uniformly it is mowed Treated as though your higher existence justifies The subjugation of its growth Imposition to eliminate perceived imperfection Irrationality to hide insecurity Our deconstruction is imminent And we fade into instability