Psychophant

A psychophant A tyrant Heirophant of the all consuming end Psychophant A confidante Armageddon Heaven forfend Patience is a virtue Obedience a sin When the questions end The lunacy begins Devoted to your cause Pious you become When comfort starts creeping in Your truth-searching is done Snivelling wretch For ideas far-fetched Idiocy personified Within yourself you seek Anything other than bleak Making fools of your kind With your horse that's high, but weak Dissolving your resolve Revolving round your core Absolving your sin But forever creating more Resolving the problem With a made-up solution Your gray matter such a bore Intellectual pollution A psychophant A tyrant Heirophant of the all consuming end Psychophant A confidante Armageddon Heaven forfend Subservient until the end Your simple, sorry humiliation Pathetic designation As a preacher psychophant Implanting seeds of doubt Already rotten before they sprout