Faithless (Am I)

I believe that intelligence is relative but wisdom is universal

I believe that life is not a performance and no-one gets a rehearsal

I accept that nature is our environment and deserves to be well kept

But nurture is our calling and it is the reason we were ever made to exist

I believe that answers are scarce and that's what makes them worth it

Universalism is fraud just like the matchbook we use called religion

Feeble attempts at running a match on sand paper hoping it lights

When the flame starts with passion not an understanding of all things in life

Philosophy was made to dissolve our natural comfort of ignorance

God existed long before us and that's where we find our solutions

Heads in the sand shuts out our demons but also shuts our light to see visions

I believe you were made to be alive and your life is your mission

Incisions and visions small holes to let truth seek through and dilute the water we let our hearts dive into

Looking for monetary incentives but lack the repentance to seek love despite our apprehension

Like a prison sentence, we all fear heaven

Like the unknown ocean that happens most of our worlds convention

Our own conviction is resistant because we fear being misrepresented

Or misinterpreted with no real grounding to base our relations

We take a vacation from the truths we used to subscribe to called revelations

A nation of prescriptions and solutions and narcotics found abusive

Relying on conclusions before asking the right questions

Skip a section, skip a sequence, and find yourself bleeding

Forfeited destination to avoid temporary mistreatment

Our remedies feel like potions and our leaders practice hypnosis to garnish the abortion of passion from our devotion

Stricken with foreign motives we have lost our footing and are falling into this ocean

Convincing our children to compromise with depression

And to practice being an activist

To poison our opinions of gods presence

Sometimes I try to look back and figure out what happened

We were made to be one nation under god

Not one nation under personal advancements

And this modern fight for temporary happiness instead of joys, poison and regression

But in the kingdom of heaven we are free from the suppression [x2]

We were given a choice

We were given a voice

No longer do we have to inject this poison

Cause in the kingdom of heaven, we are free from the suppression

We were made to be one nation under god

Not one nation under religion

We were made to be one nation under god

Not one nation under personal advancements