Gods that man makes V1

1 The gods that man makes in fevered dreams carved from sorrow n stone wrought in iron & regret they watch, hollowed eyed lips sealed in ancient forgotten tongues whisper secrets only no one can hear cold embrace touched by gods, forgotten in the darkness, awaken, remembering? 2 The gods that man makes in flickering screens cold fire of pixels, sacrifice of time, thought, connection Altars of debris fill fleeting moments selfies grinning into the void comments echoing in hollow chambers likes are a measure of soul of this digital pantheon vacant eyes n manicured lies gospel of consumption doom scroll of desires a captured congregation prayers on glass screens bowed not in reverence but the trance of the glow! 3 The gods that man makes in his own twisted image pale reflections of power hungry for sacrifice demanding obedience of fire and brimstone sit on thrones in skulls of gold blind suffering below deaf cries of the innocent in labyrinths of dogma scriptures, etched blood n ink dictate a world of fear n division where the righteous rewarded wicked condemned to eternal darkness, damnation in the shadows stirs ancient of power, older n time forces know no master chaos whispers truths, forgotten.