I don't worship God, or say any prayers I don't apologise, or use graces and airs I don't have to explain how I perceive God But i'm happy to tell you, if you give me the nod The Bible is an allegory, just telling the same stories Of ancient times and their trials and glories An analogy of cataclysmic floods Of asteroid impacts and Atlantis spilt bloods Lessons and legends passed on by the sages Of a judgemental power that ruled through the ages Jesus was wise, preaching anarchy and peace Which was probably why they saw him deceased Then Constantine, demanding control Had a word with the church and got God on the payroll. There'll be no second coming after 2000 years But something was seen by the most ancient of seers That points to our time in the dawn of Aquarius That was interpreted as Jesus coming back to save us But the message was carved 10000 years before Jesus was born, in the times of yore Exactly what Göbekli tells us, I am no sleuth But by 2040 we should know the truth. I don't actually know what God really is Or the pronoun to describe it, whether hers or his An omniscient arbiter to restore the order When it seems the world has reached Mordor's border I don't think God disrupts evil plans Or lets us in to heaven when we kick our mortal cans Saving your life is never the goal The only motive is to save your soul Providing guidance no longer valued as dear That steers us towards love and away from fear Helping to make you the best version of yourself To spread compassion and natural good health A set of rules to create heaven on earth That if carefully followed will spare you the dirth Of a life lived in the mind where the ego plays That will see you in hell to the end of your days These evil guys and gals, the psychos and sneers Spend their existence in hell in their living years There's no underworld for them when they die Just a lifetime without love as life passes them by It might be nice to think of them in eternal damnation They are already there, but hold the jubilation Revenge and hate exist in the mind So get back in the soul, and leave all that behind. The Gods of the Ancients, the Jews, or the Greeks Of the Aztecs, Romans, or Jonestown freaks The Mayans, the Christians, the Muslims too There's so many to choose from. I don't know what to do So I'll trust in the one that resides within me And live in peace, love and liberty.
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Jesus is the light, the forgiver and the way. The price of admission has already been paid.