A stronger need to separate the good from bad.
A stronger hope to cast your holy judgment.
We find ourselves here, today,
Looking upon the world with narrowed eyes.
Searching for the righteous,
So that you may purge the evil-doers.
So confident in your perception,
Believing that you’re right.
You clean the world with a god hand,
Despite your limited viewpoint.

The countless people that worship a book,
That tells them not to judge,
But still, they show their condemnation.
Twisted truths and indignation.
Full of love and speaking with a cloven tongue.
Oh, how you believe in your righteousness.
Oh, how it seems you think yourself to be God.

And shall we all bow down to you now?
Cower as we kiss your feet now?
Sacrifice our point of view now?
Can we give ourselves to you?

Yet as reality comes to meet you.
Face-to-face and pounding in your ear.
You still believe you’re better than all others.
You still believe you’re so damn holy.
You’re just human, you’ve always been human,
You’re just human, you bleed like all of us.
You’re just a human, you’re just a human,
A meek and feeble little human.
You’re not a god, you’re not a king,
You’re hardly even shit,
You’re just another person.

So tell me how can we bow down to you now?
Lose ourselves and hope, both at your feet now?
Sacrificing all that makes us whole, how?
So we can never give ourselves to you.

Yet still you claim you do the work of God.
Throwing all His children into Hell.
The hordes of sinless people,
Casting stones at the world,
In Jesus’ name, amen.

But oh, I see your benevolence.
Oh, I see your unwavering compassion.
Oh, I see you, “God’s People.”

Yes, you love me. yes, you love me.
With a bloodied club, you love me.
Yes, you love me, yes I know.
The Bible tells me so.