Illustrious Deceiver

Night sky, Wake Forest, North Carolina

You deceive me kindly

Wretched beast of the fold

But know not what is written?

What is not revealed will unfold

All the treacheries

Vanities you impart

Will be counted for a measure

Upon your frivolous heart

But wherefore you lead

May the line be thin

Walking on a bounty

Of the murderous vengeance and sins

Condemn our faults

Remember our former iniquities

But then suffer the wrath to come

You false prophet of trickery

Your Master still lives

At nought you glorify

He breathed life into you

Yet His preeminence you deny

Raise up your disciple

Your harlot queen

Jesus Christ compels you

To the everlasting fire-bed stream