Glory, Glory

Hallejuah!

A new age of finite secularism is here

Educating the masses to eliminate their freedom

And attributing a range to their beliefs

Keep them smart enough to ask questions but lazy enough to where they won't go looking

For answers are the spark and the gas is on

Keep them angry yet undetermined and unsure and let them approach the stands

For their lack of research will render them fools

Their passion will outweigh their understanding

 

They do not look to God in their time of need

Though they do not discredit that God could be

For if their is a heaven then they want in

But if not then they'll feel like they didn't miss out

And they don't have to repent for any sin

 

Glory, Glory

Hallejuah!

Worshippers and skeptics unite

We live here under the same sun

Though for some of us, it is night.