The Celestial Antidote

I have found my face gnawing away at my own existence again

It's feeding and medication on the ballooning hunger for a formulated religion

For my Lord comes in a tiny capsulated form

Restore prayers with inebriation - my dependency

A substance helping me string

And I must carefully weave my life in a destructive, spiraling transcendency

These divine elements shine a light so radiant when synthesized

A celestial antidote to cure all

A heavenly impurity to alter what we know as God