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Becoming God (Augury)

First, let there be the art Painful urge to create in all matter embodied Let there be the stars to sign the work For earthbound creation to worship when They'll start gazing upward Let there be the light, glowing from a far Like a blasting horn bellows forth our coming Divine architecture drawn onto the veil of existence Your very existence, by sole will conceived Since the first cell divided itself Provided the canvas for the work to bloom Until the time came to make apes into men A sorry pinnacle drawn to regression Creation, you self-predacious kind The canvas you stained in majestic idiocy For eons all was miscomprehended Offerings slain for heaven granted better harvests To vultures alone To our image and resemblance Animals we did disguise Behind a mask of intelligence The beast can be sensed Creatures, so unfit for liberty Always at war to force-feed a vision of divinity Manipulating holiness You see evil in all senses Blindly guessing the why you've been Arisen, given speech, made into flesh and blood Given a script and a play Characters (for whom) higher will is reason