Invented by the human mind

Not knowing what was real

What sort of god lets people die?

Yet still to him you kneel

Only hypocrites and sinners

Feel they have something to gain

And the old, torn and afflicted

Think that he can heal their pain



What is wrong, why can't these people see?

Ask yourself is it truth or blasphemy?

You will find you cannot face adversity

No more time, such insecurity



Born again your conscience clear

You give your life to him

Renounce those who are faithless

Contentment lies within

Worship what you cannot see

Small minds you can distort

Force fed with false ideals

Why believe what you are taught?



What is wrong, why can't these people see?

Ask yourself is it truth or blasphemy?

You will find you cannot face adversity

No more time, such insecurity



So book in hand you stand and preach

Telling us to repent

Something about a promised land

Or eternal torment

Could this be your vocation

Or another mistake

Just deny provocation

>From this nightmare you'll awake



What is wrong, why can't these people see?

Ask yourself is it truth or blasphemy?

You will find you cannot face adversity

No more time, such insecurity