They followed

He led them, and they followed It was easy, lightly stepped Not yet hollow, full of depth A prophet with a promise not yet met Of eternity, of love and affection Yet something lies in his inflection He speaks of grandure for the chosen He surrounds them with like minds Once immersed, a kind of frozen Too far down to know you're fooled Rabbit holes are full of pride When you've let go of all you knew Let go of all who knew you too What else is left to follow All the scarred way through Shame is for the living But regret is for the damned He led them and they followed It wasn't easy. Heavy stepped.