Fed us Mother nature and Father sky
The fruit, the life nectar that leads us to die.
Born from no virgins, no freaks of nature,
In us an idea of ourselves we nurture.
What is it that Aristotle said? One
Outside of society is a God or Beast.
Are you the fire, the wood, the flame that none
Can tame, or easily burnt down to nothing?
Through overcoming and empowerment,
A Beast-God, the life that lives for itself.
Now bear witness to this great event;
When weakness turns to power and health.
Judging morality irrelevant:
It is ‘Evil’ by the eyes of the weak.