Burn my face

Burn my face
It shall soon be morphed
Follow me
Tonight I am to create God

I shall prove that dreams exist
I might as well call that my abode
I come to you to visit
more than me
you recognize my robe

Burn my belongings
Erase all I have
I shall rise every sunrise
while yesterday dies in a cave

I shall meet superstition
and swallow its reality
I shall invite you too
bring along your deity

Smoke sans fire
Mortality and desire
You know nothing of how you look
Burn my face
Burn yours too.

Shringi