the temple of us

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The Temple of Us

I once had a temple built in my name
glittering gold like a thousand dead stars
You built it with your own calloused hands
and dubbed it the temple if us

now the temple of us stands in ruins
destroyed by my treachery
demolished in my very own manic act of terrorism

ash from the fire that i set to your soul
coats the once glittering gold columns
as i stand in the middle of my destruction
looking at the bricks i tore down one by one
my knees still stiff from years of kneeling
at a fruitless alter

the temple of us
it is no longer a temple
though it is still a monument

and even now
the prayers once uttered
to the god of our false religion
are still warm against my lips
from when i once worshiped
in the temple of us

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