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The Prayer Of A Realist
There's no one up there, there never was Only in vain is there a god There's too much suffering for him to be An almighty power, a heavenly being
My god, your god, whose god, there is no god ?
The fabric of prophet's ages old Drones on and gathers mold Gets a weekly airing from a fool on high Who talks and talks till his throat's dry
Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com A fund for a roof with a hole It's the money they'll save, not your soul Persistent begging from men of the cloth Refuse his offer and see his wrath
The weak ones kneel to him they pray Oh Savior, come back someday Sinning whilst waiting for a sign I deny him, he's yours not mine
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