Be Holy for I am Holy

The gods we forge
From neonlights
Adored

We are gods
We do as we want
Pleased

We turn away
From the heavens
Blinded

Falling into the traps
Of false lights
And lies

The money
The power
The fame

And all that comes
With it
Abuse

Few are the ones
Who turn inside
Enlightened

Be Holy
For I am Holy

There is no other Truth

Franz Shubert was an Austrian composer who died too young. His works remain and have seldom been equaled by their beauty.