The Superiors

The came, they saw, we conquered
The behemoth succumbed to the might of its disciples
Marx’s Alienation in its shining glory

They annihilated rapture yet assimilated culture
They created our roles and cremated their souls

Sacred is the bond of humanity and love
For within it lies the incantation of God and the elixir of life

All that remains is a distorted past likened to a page in a burnt alchemy book
The lost recipe of the homunculus
Superfluous