"As for me, I leave here tomorrow for an unknown destination"
Confronting the afterlife, will there be a place for me?
Consorting the astrolabe, the heavens reeling toward decay
Conforming to endless strife, a stranger in the strangest of lands
Contorting through the day, I'm kneeling but I have yet to pray
Trading in the service of one god for another
Intolerance in details pits one against the other
Catalogue a variance to prove a point of view
Negotiations fail. And so we go to war for God?
I forgive you
And all your sins are washed away
I won't forsake you
Or leave you here to find your way alone
Wicked Whims and Whimsical Ways
We are defined by what we crave
Our earthly passions fall away
As we near the time to seek the grave
Killing for a fairy tale we languish in the glory
Variations permeate scriptures full of wicked stories
If only one faith defines the true theology
Then the rest of the world be damned! Is that what you believe?
Did I confuse you
Citing things you once believed?
Did I abuse you
In your fragile sensibilities?
I believe in misery
That a soul's reprieve
Is to cease to be
No release from Eternity
Repent for wasted Time
The appearance of miracles
Does not mean that you are saved
High science misconstrued as magic
Not portents from beyond the grave
If I forgive you
And all your sins are washed away
If I release you
From every lie you once portrayed
If I can free you
Of all the guilt you keep inside
Would you forgive me
The indiscretion of wasted Time?