(VERSE)
And did those feet in ancient times
Trod on America's pastures of green?
And did that anthropocentric god wane
With their thoughts and beliefs all unseen?
I don't think so,
He's up there with the others lying low
Vying with those
who you've traded your life to bless your soul.
(VERSE)
And have they told you how to think
Cleansed your mind of sepsis and autonomy?
Or have you escaped scrutiny
And regaled yourself with depravity?
Now we all see
Religion is just synthetic frippery
Unnecessary
In our expanding global cultural efficiency.
(SOLO - the chords are the same as for the verse)
And don't you fear
this impasse we have built to our future?
Ever so near,
And oh so austere.
(OUTRO) (same as the intro)