GodlessWhat is hope beneath a Godless guise?More Like This
What is trial to one that only lies?
What is hate to one that has no eyes?
What is fear to one that never dies?
Beneath such plastic, cardboard faces
Lies no ideal, not even traces,
What provides for Godless men?
What provides for the faithless, then?
Stand atop of sins and purpose,
Bleed from scars of endless curses
Shine from eyes divine and hopeless
Spit your dreams so plain and soulless.
Man made anchors to cling to salvation
Created by fear and inadaptation.
Misplaced anger to heal redemption
Spiteful words for shear infection.
Sing your prayers in with endless voices,
Scream your lungs to birth your choices.