This is one of the most emotional, and revealing poem that I've written. It expresses a multitude of emotions towards religion, and the way the death and discovery of my father has impacted it.
Let's face it
You fake it
If you were real I'd be in a casket, I mean I've asked it
And ya know, they always said you'd answer any prayer,
but when I used to come to you you'd act like you didn't care
From my eyes, you just weren't there
And I've screamed from the bottom of my heart
What a heavenly father you are
And speaking of fathers- why couldn't you alter your plan
And allow mine to see me and mines become a man
And sometimes I don't even know that I am
When I get lost in my thoughts I start choking again, crying within
Tears well up in preteen eyes, I'm always reverted back to my preteen mind
And now that I'm grown, this burden has taken it's toll
Hell, I'll take anything sold
But no matter the dose, I can always remember that his skin was so cold
Every decision I made was to get away from your game
And if you appeared on this plane, I'd probably take aim
I'd burn in hell just to distance myself from your name
And once I've claimed that domain
I'll rise from the flame
To purge the Earth of your faith
Peace without religion or god
I know Jesus is a facade
So I let out a roar
The roar of a lion
Glaring into the eyes of your Zion
You once gave me something to rely on:
The promise of your Kingdom
But I thought for myself
And I thought to myself
Would this world be a burning land
If it was held in his cooling hands
Then Atlas collapsed
Atlas collapsed
And if my wicked words are wrong, my mind ain't changing
Because a god who lets his world get like this sounds a lot more like Satan
Why'd you let your own creation get into such a bad situation
Where there's nothing but hatred
Power and greed, there's nothing left, its up to us to succeed
But human being just can't fucking agree
So when do you plan to intervene?
Then comes the problem of which god we will see
I mean who could it be?
Show me which one isn't mythology
I let out a roar
The roar of a lion
Glaring into the eyes of your Zion
You once gave me something to rely on:
The promise of your Kingdom
But I thought for myself
And I thought to myself
Would this world be a burning land
If it was held in his cooling hands
Then Atlas collapsed
Atlas collapsed
Who knows, maybe someday Earth will be one
I could live in a place where I'd want to bring up a son
But for now I'm thinking I should pack up and run
Because Atlas is shaking under the pressure we're making
I'm guessing you ain't even coming to save us
If you ask me, we could use something gracious
Before humanity gives up, to watch nature erase us
I kind of feel like society has gone complacent
'Cuz every single day we see more blood on the pavement
This violence is something that they can't get away with
So where the fuck is your saving grace?
I'm getting pretty sick of the wait
And the longer it takes, the more I hate
My body shakes, and I can't see straight
But I can feel his knees buckle under our weight
Atlas collapsed
Atlas collapsed
And we've got so many different religions
Humans just can't make the decisions
I wish we'd all take a step back and see its just superstition
I refuse to pray, but I'll keep on wishin'
There was a veil to be lifted that could clear our vision
But I'll never be silent
Just in case something'll listen
I let out a roar
The roar of a lion
Glaring into the eyes of your Zion
You once gave me something to rely on:
The promise of your Kingdom
But Atlas collapsed
Atlas collapsed