Dome is God, God is dome.
Look around and welcome home.
The lie was shaped; we all conformed,
Forgot the dome - for space reformed.
Look at the sky - what is beyond?
Space, of course, you will respond.
But look again - what holds the sea?
The puny argument of gravity.
The realm is flat, the sky is dome.
We are all in the playful zone.
Souls expand and play with light,
Readying for the awful fight.
Evil has ruled for so long.
God comes with a happy song.
At last, we wake up, one by one,
Just to see what they have done.
Our world is chaos, drained of truth.
What we need is to remember the roof.
The dome is protection and cage.
Remember the key, and exit the stage.
