He loved them like he loved himself
For they love themselves and worship him
Why oh why?
I do not see suffering I see great pleasure abound
They see only their own time, they do not know
I can see the love but not in their hearts
They love their art, they love their science, they love their wise words, statues and mantras
Is this divine? If this is your milk and honey you have chosen your resting place
It seems you have had your fill and he has provided for you
I see you love the sea, and the stars, and the moon, but you do not see the Lord
They call him the great deceiver
How has he deceived?
You asked and you have received surely you must know it is not from your Lord God
They have indulged, they have taken their path, they have chosen him
The shining light which came not from heaven
You have found him
The serpent
