Suppressing Fitrah

Polarity artificially designed, provoking the deepest carnal reaction stimuli Exchanging the concept of purity For snake oil In return witness the ultimate test The ones who can see passed the post flawed sanctities Given our history it's no surprise It would come to this Providence misplaced and abused Defy their misdirection Surrounded in all this deception Your blissful ignorance Used as a catalyst The overwhelming presence of no one Decoding the preemptive solace inside Disrupting your natural, kaleidoscope Biological maculation, subdued in all of creation Your blissful ignorance used as an advocate Yet it's all questionable, an abandoned formula Confined in your permanent, altered consciousness This is how you're rendered mindless The presence of absence Invasive thoughts sculpting our actions Accepting the metrics No longer walking the earth with uncertainty Decoding the preemptive solace inside Bound in a timeless decay Challenging the state of your purity Reviving misdirection, subjected to all of creation Involuntarily obey Fortitude Unknown and absent Repetitive foreseen circumstances A boundless prison Inhibiting visions Indoctrinating generations with separatism Your progression Naturally takes you ten steps back You're pitiful minded, self-destructive lead into darkness You cannot define bliss past the front of your broken disguises We're leaving you spineless, in fact you're getting reminded Walking past the vast sea of empty shells Biological maculation, subdued in all of creation Your blissful ignorance used as an advocate Yet it's all questionable, an abandoned formula Confined in your permanent, altered consciousness This is how you're rendered mindless You're pitiful minded, self-destructive lead into darkness You cannot define bliss, past the front of your broken disguises We're leaving you spineless, in fact you're getting reminded Walking past the vast sea of empty shells Drowned in lustful arrogance Never identify your nemesis Distracted by the wolf you feed Innate, destructive recalibration In the midst of our crumbling order The serpent lies prefixed on ideologies That take us to A Vestige, and towards a place unknown, untraced, unmeasurable By any parameter known to us Will our egos, deny us access?