Holy Man

When the man will have forgotten
The old ways he saw so rotten

And replace the knowledge lost
With magic, fear and holy ghosts

He'll crave the bliss that purpose brings
and give new meanings to old things

He'll see connections where there's none
The facts, the knowledge, all but gone

He'll gaze upon left artifacts
and worship objects from the past

The Holy Man will be there too
To pass the truth he knows to you

He'll speak of spirits, hells and skies
To save your soul and open your eyes

He'll save you from the things you dread
Explain what happens to the dead

Alleviate pain and neglect
For social status and respect

He'll make you ask when he is gone
The question that'll put him on the throne

Is salvation of your soul
Not worth offerings of gold?