"Manticore"

Tell me what is your given name? I see only an image of you Caricatural beast untamed And buried deep, some human truth. Where are you, hidden so far away? I see just blinding lights when I look up - Foggy glimpses of comforting plague And mirrored altars bleeding through. How did you rise? How did you fall? So shining and barely known at all Did you bow down? Did you stand tall? The cycle of tearing down the wall Barely a thing of blood and bone Confined to a cell you built alone, A manticore. Die in a thousand arms a night, Then die inside and start to decay But facade still holds up right Especially when you pray it may fail Hold on to misconceptions tight, Cause stereotypes are your wine and bread And when sunset comes for a time You've got a feeling like you can feel again. Blasphemous pride and star-sanctified shame, You've ran out of fuel but you'll die without flame. Sometime tomorrow they'll find your design, Dry repetition to feed idle minds.