Goodbye Old World. Eye See the New World.

Assumptionist cease; I'm not involved!
Your society's hush-hushed presence
Dismisses the findings I have solved
(Said theory), or truth should I be slain;
Exposure worries your loyal peasants.
Four vertices marry the all-seeing above,
Falsifying this perfect megalith of love,
Home it seems to the seemingly devout;
And whosoever involved accords so well,
"Goodbye old world; Eye see the new!"
Wronged 'oh noers' fall on their way out
Like sinners flaking at the face in Hell,
Their fretful, pressed lips no more eschew
Doubted truths emanating into reality:
Could-be-fantasies invented or in evil
Inspires madness The Ill conceive ill.

If ever a censuring hand censor or reshapes these words,
God bring forth their terrors in the form of a palimpsest.