Solar Saint — Episode 2

Never absorb the sun where eyes can see you You're a target now There are nine realms between you and a saint Eat You've barely stepped onto the first Body, bone, organ, meridian That's just the bottom four Scraping grease Soul, evolution, creation Then Warlords Then Saints, one step from godhead And where am I? You're still just skin Soul is absolute mind control Evolution refines the flesh, purging every impurity Creation grants telekinesis and elemental mastery Warlords perfect that control Saints are perfection itself What's past a saint? Only godhood