Invented by the human mind
   Not knowing what was real
   What sort of god lets people die?
   Yet still to him you kneel
   Only hypocrites and sinners
   Feel they have something to gain
   And the old, torn and afflicted
   Think that he can heal their pain
  
   What is wrong, why can't these people see?
   Ask yourself is it truth or blasphemy?
   You will find you cannot face adversity
   No more time, such insecurity
  
   Born again your conscience clear
   You give your life to him
   Renounce those who are faithless
   Contentment lies within
   Worship what you cannot see
   Small minds you can distort
   Force fed with false ideals
   Why believe what you are taught?
  
   What is wrong, why can't these people see?
   Ask yourself is it truth or blasphemy?
   You will find you cannot face adversity
   No more time, such insecurity
  
   So book in hand you stand and preach
   Telling us to repent
   Something about a promised land
   Or eternal torment
   Could this be your vocatoin
   Or another mistake
   Just deny provocation
   >From this nightmare you'll awake
  
   What is wrong, why can't these people see?
   Ask yourself is it truth or blasphemy?
   You will find you cannot face adversity
   No more time, such insecurity