Our Fame is Our Death
In their righteousness is found ignorance. In their purity is found deception. How do those set on your heart miss the point? How is it that the small have been basked in your light? That the weak have understood strength? Is your kingdom that backwards? Are you so mysterious that even your wisest are put to shame? Oh, that I might be forever lowly! Never allow me to grow an inch! If I increase my destruction follows close behind. If I am destined for greatness I am destined to fail. Have we, in all these years, not yet learned where all glory is due? If we, even in the slightest, seek our own cause, our own fame we have set our death. Foolish generation! When will you learn? Your value is that of the sand and yet you parade around like diamonds. Oh, Famous One! Humble us, your children. We are nothing without you. We are without purpose or reason, without guidance or direction, without love or hope! Humble us, Oh God! We exist to glorify you! There is nothing else. -Consumed