Thou have been ignoring the little things out of awry,
considering the garden is full of thorns,
in the search of eternal joy,
the wanderers have missed the call, where from.

Thought thou are the preachers of truth,
but you even blame your faults on God,
mistooking yourself to be an angel,
when you believe there is no demon in this war.

These self-proclaimed achievements,
can't even prove it, maybe thy equations are all wrong,...