I remember frolicking with Angels
Back then at least I thought they were
We were getting high on the edicts of religion
Chosen by god, and ready to serve
But then I realized that prayers were never answered
Except as defined by probability
Ostracized for killing the magic
Disingenuous lies I could no longer believe
With ebullient grace, the schizophrenic preachers
Herd mindless sheep to their intellectual death
Crack off another vest in the name of some vengeful god
Weak minds are taught to believe that death is best
There are no saviors to wash away your deeds
No power in prayer
No granting your personal needs
Just one single miracle is all I would need
Just one fleeting moment discordant with reality
Years evaporate and nothing ever changes
No predictions from their broken prophecies
Nothing is wrought from holy proclamation
Would god allow such atrocities?
For the lack of water
Thousands of people will die a horrible death today
The congregation prays
God apparently has nothing to say
I will usher in a groundswell of repudiation
Against these sickly canards in every incarnation
No miracle has ever been recorded
The gods are impotent apparently
Its time to grow beyond these childish stories
The modern world has no place for Thee
One single miracle to elucidate the pain
An act of beyond coincidence
All your prayers in vain
There is no such thing as magic
That is simple common sense