(Chorus)

Dear-lord,

Tell me what we're-for,

If we're-caused,

By mere chance or if we're-more,

And if you want us all through those heavenly doors,


Then why did you make us so we're-flawed?


Dear-Lord.....




(Verse 1)


Dear, lord, if you truly-exist,
Then why create a world so truly-amiss?
Full of inequality and as unruly-as-this,

With no sense of why we're here floating through-the-abyss,
Where's the logic or divinity,
In a world where stupidity,

Occupies the vicinity,
I've comprehended to the best of my ability,
But still-it-seems,

I view the Holy Trinity,
Cynically,
Why make us pay-for-the-sins,

That we commit if you designed us and pasted-them-in?!
So contradictory I can't find a place-to-begin!
These books hold as much weight as the pages-within!

And I aint trying to undermine-your-belief,
I know it's blasphemy to do something as minor-as-speak,
But if you think you know the truth, and your mind-is-at-peace,

I'm glad for you. 'Cause mine is never likely-to-cease!
Are we meant to sever-the-search,
For answers just 'cause of a verse,

We read-in-a-church?
If we'd never put our exploring endeavours-to-work,
We'd still think we could fall off the edge-of-the-Earth!

And this plan aint so wholly-divine,
If you go to Hell, when not believing is solely-your-crime!
If you let innocent lives die, when you're supposedly-kind,

Tell me why Lord show-me-a-sign.....



(Verse 2)

Too many nights man I wonder-why,

Are we here on this Earth? What's beyond-the-sky?
Would we even know if we lived a hundred-lives?
Wish I could see this worlds mysteries undisguised,

See we know we're just a drop-in-the-ocean,
Of this universe, each person dropping-their-notions,
But for me, no answer can be properly-opened,

By any amount of bibles or prophecies-spoken,
Man who wrote-them?!
And which religion-is-right?!

How can there be this many religious divisions-despite,
There being one God? Each envisioning-life,
In different light,

With different rules to live-and-recite,
What if there's no way to reach-the-messiah?
No afterlife when we die, no peace-and-no-fire,

If all religions are just reflections of peoples-desires,
Made to seem as equally-dire,
As the need-to-respire!

What if the threat of eternal agony,
Just plays on mankind's inherent greed and savagery?
If heaven and hell aint places we're taken magically,

But what we make of Earth, be it peace or tragedy!
'Cause if this aint man made then dear-lord,
What did you leave us here, alone on a sphere-for?!

If your intellect would leave us in sheer-awe,
Why make us so we're-flawed?
Why help engineer-wars?!...