Alone on stage without
song so where is jesus
now and where do I
belong well What is faith
if there is no proof?
The answer is the same
but not for everyone
the question lingers on
So out of desperation
Humans do their worst
the find out what that
is A mystery known
to many as the divine
it's their dime
If What they wrote is what
he said to equally forgive
We read the whole thing
wrong And guidance
should be used like a tool
When it gets handed down
It tends to get so damn
confusing for a fool
And every word they
preach is only opinion
That's why our love divides
itself into a thousand
pieces Like bullets shot
in vain without sight