The Unholy Monk
The monk preached the most valuable lessons His personality was his only weapon He influenced the blind people Who had everything but vision The blind lacked personality And often nurtured the calamity The monk was worshiped by them For the monk took them astray from their reality Now the monk is worshiped by the blind For they believe the monk is one of their own kind But the monk is nothing but filthy And the blind have lost their minds Both the blind and the monk want the same The blind want acceptance The monk yearns for fame And when the two collide It births a quiet insane