My brothers of the armageddon
Why do you despise me so
Is there any way we can get along
Or is it still blade and arrow

The elder says to  me illegitimate
The younger damns me to hell
Both also fight for who's ultimate
Tale of our rivalry a long one to tell

With the elder, I try to give a sh*t
To the younger; f*ck him
Who says he can have a sit
Us three, brothers of the end of the ages
Origins and evolution
We've been thru all the stages

Quest for divinities
Sacred desires of the mind
Hope for eternities
Man brought about our kind

Beautiful pieces of creativity
We were such marvels to behold
The fine details and ingenuity
Sweet story to be told

Deep down there was emptiness 
Pride, arrogance and despair
In our wake was barrenness 
There was nothing to spare

Disgust for others that are similar to us
Besides us there is no salvation
Conviction that the rest are false
Anything short eternal damnation

We are alike in several way
Yet the hate boils so strong
Conflicts over scriptures save for d day
Never thinking we all could be wrong

Why do we seek to annihilate each other
Why is there so much use of force
Why do we destroy and trample one another
When we are brothers in the same cause

The elder thinks himself higher
Old war horse wary of battle
Till now still looking for a messiah
His followers are like cattle

The younger was born in desolation
Vile, ugly and sexual depravity
His followers seek a blood revolution
A holy war sanctioned by cruelty

I am a mixture of pagan theology
I give my followers a savior
Born with a man-god biology
Gentle, well mannered and good behavior

False teachings with its timeless effects
In the beginning who-made-who
All these sufferings and world defects
Only the truth can see us thru
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We are not the product of a being perfect
 It is just not possible
So much chaos and evil of the elect
The Lord of order would not have deemed it plausible

We are but machinations of politics
 A tool of extremists and the vilest of men
We are friends of bigots and hypocrites
Strength to ferocious lions in their den

We thrive on the mental shallowness of the weak
We have remade the world in our image
Humanity an eagle flying to reach its peak
No one can fathom the extent of our damage

Silent prayers bring forth gifts that were stolen
Gentle winds stir up our foul odor
Our chains of ignorance are broken 
Stench of our poisonous fumes are perceived no more

I search earnestly but my brothers are no where to be found
They have been consumed in the furnace of illumination
Shimmers of light lay snares all around
Even I myself vanish in indignation

Our code was put to the test
At our funeral was brought many flowers
Mankind finally en route to reach its crest
It was never their armageddon but ours