Fairly Obvious

Nigh on everything is a lie

Dead pixels in the sky;

A facade is all you see

The past is just a memory.

Who’s to deny,

The Earth may be God’s failed try.

Beilieve in it you must

In the holy we trust.

Your eyes and ears

They feed your fears.

The truth is tough

But enough is enough

Ten thousand he says he saw

Glorify, you shall, by law

‘Good’ is not what you think it is,

It is … what it is.