Primordial Hoax

Mark, Mark is in your name,
Its beauty gives the fame,
Bending with the flame, play the game.

Clean, clean in full regard,
Born to disregard,
The evolution train, with no brain.

Close, close your eyes and see,
The darkness in the sea,
Lucent showed the way, helped you be.
Grow, growing in the need,
Life was just to breed,
Survival in the game filled the greed.

Life was filled with glee,
Greed under skin of thee,
Cross the line and flee,
Don’t bow and disagree,
You evolved when you were set just free.

Hold, hold back in the tree,
The holy mystery,
Leaves not in the creed, became the weed.
High, high up in the sky,
Belief was there to lie,
Creating everything, and then rain.

Clown, clown sits in your brain,
Cloning the holy train,
No twist in the game ends the fame.
Name, name chains you to tree,
Break and set it free,
Leap and change the game, or lay bury.