Truly there is no wisdom in

Logic.

Worship the book and save the self

Again.

I have come for the weak, weary, and

Wicked.

Know not why I ask, but see my

Vision.

Look deep into the epitome of

Humanity.

Cry last night's tears on morn's

Joy.

Flee the swordsman's wrath to live

Again.

Be a number in our system's only

Way.

Give in to parliamentary

Power.

Last through an age as dark as

Sorrow.

Become what does not love

Hate.

Hold a new torch of solemn

Flame.

Follow into night the dull yellow

Light.

Carry on your bosom a happy

Face.

Show no disgrace in the face of the

Enemy.

Exist as logic does with wisdom, with

Love.

And it shall be eternal.