God

Where are you? Where are you?
We on the edge of the sword
Praising the lord and singing hyms
Losing our voices to the wind
Convinced this is how you win.

Where are you? Where are you?
Take a look at what we made
It cost us all a lot of pain,
And was a huge financial drain
But at least gods been praised!

We in the dirt serving a god with our work. Pushing, pushing, pushing getting lost in the hurt.

What are you? What are you?
Silence is all you gives us
Faith turns to mistrust,
Our connection cut
And you don't even miss us.

What are you? What are you?
Basically just entertainment,
A cure for our ailments,
Replicated statements
Keeping up the stalemate.

You said we presented you no harm but fucked right off once we drafted our own laws.
100 years and now there's nothing we can't do, how many millenia and what the fuck did you do?


Here you are! Here you are!
Grinded like meat by our method
And subject to a selection
Of atypical weapons
Used with ghastly intention
Or didn't I mention
That the path of ascension
Calls for the end of religion.