The Question

Who are you now? Where are you now?

What’d you become? What have you done?

Or evolution?

Stories to be told, told from the old

Passed on down through generations

Or evolution?

Soldiers are coming with swords in their hands

To torch down the village and kill every man

Raping the women as fear strikes the land

You will convert and kneel at their command

Romans crucify heretics

Legions of doom with proud standards held high

Some think salvation will fall from the sky

Accept it as truth or denounce it as lie

But you’ll bow to Caesar or you too will die

Romans crucify seditionists

And the lord God formed man of the dust of the ground

And breathed into his nostrils the breath of life; and man

Became a living soul

“In the sweat of thy face shalt thou eat bread, till thou

Return unto the ground; for out of it wast thou taken: For

Dust thou art, and unto dust shalt thou return

Infidels