Lyrics
And on the open road
We came to a sign
For it was foretold
That the weak would inherit
And nothing would change
Here we are at the crossroads
Standing face to back
Still afraid to see our eyes
I feel helpless and alone
Trapped on the third stone
Godless, are we?
Godless, are we?
I'm sitting here sideways
On a cold stone floor
My guitar gently bleeding
And wanting more
When I heard a sound come rapping
Tapping on my door
Hello, I'm happy to meet you (in your confidence, is it safe)
Sit down, I'm happy to greet you (to feed your greedy dog at the edge of the stage?)
But before, before you slam the door
Tell me when, tell me why
Tell me what this fucking life is for
We fly through this godless endeavor
We try to explain the black forever
I feel helpless and alone
Trapped on the third stone
I feel permanently stoned
This godless endeavor
The only cage I've known
Our organic equation has shown its flaw
Can we agree to disagree
On the concept of god
As I lifted up my brother, he said to me
"Abandon naive realism
Surrender thoughts in cold precision"
I feel empty and deranged
Denied one last epiphany
And ushered from the stage
Thou shall not question
The role of science is not
To eliminate god
As alternative gods multiply
Science stands accused
Of theocide
Consume, conform
Consume, conform
The children, sitting in the trees
They turn to laugh at me
They tell me that I'm insane
But in my mind I know I'm to blame
Alone within my lunacy
Dementia fills the void within me
No testament, prayer or diseased lament
Can heal my wounds
They are so discontent
All the faithful fall onto their knees
And praise the priests of industrial disease
We contemplate oblivion
As we resonate, our dissonance
In godless random interpretation
The universe still expands
Mankind still can't understand
How to define you
So hide your face
And watch us exterminate
Ourselves over you
Welcome to the end, my friend
The sky has opened!