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Uncanny Valley Video (MV)




Performed By: Gregory
Language: English
Length: 5:52
Written by: Gregory Francis




Gregory - Uncanny Valley Lyrics




We are born of love and are wondrous to behold
Not the product of miracles - we are special all on our own

Fact deficient ideology - belief in a reason to hate
Progress crippled by your fantasy - curiosity killed by faith
Science subjugated by this fallacy - nursery rhymes full of lies
Explaining what they don't know as divinity
Your GOD OF THE GAPS in demise

Faith is a fragile construct of overlapping lies
Based on ridiculous stories better left behind
The edicts of a primitive culture, morally deprived
Appealing on the surface - but something just isn't right

Oh, I understand the lure to surrender to their special pleading
The urge to forgo, to deny responsibility
With every sin forgiven - will absolution comfort me?
Through vicarious salvation
This is so intrinsically wrong - inherently flawed, indeed

Get your morals from Deuteronomy - a bronze-age bill of rights
Nonsensical historicity - the myth of Jesus was contrived
Scripture states that you are justified
Killing babies at the behest of a god
Consoled by an imaginary afterlife - Every crime absolved

Belief in some personal unseen force
Is fallacious and contrived
I'm struggling to make some sense of it all
With the falsities implied
Line after line of failed prophecies
And manufactured miracles denied
So tempting to resign to faith
But something just isn't right

A god spills his seed into a virgin without her consent
Then tortures and kills their offspring
That you must cannibalize his flesh
A talking snake and donkey - and a rib turns into Eve
How ridiculous this story yet the gullible still believe

We are born of love and are wondrous to behold
Not the product of miracles - we are special all on our own
Not the flattering accounts of creation - the mythic stories of old
There is no original sin - we have nothing to atone

Compelling at first glance
But something just doesn't feel right

Questioning faith is not APOSTASY
We all need room to grow
Smooth and shiny on the surface
But the cracks are beginning to show
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We are born of love and are wondrous to behold
Not the product of miracles - we are special all on our own

Fact deficient ideology - belief in a reason to hate
Progress crippled by your fantasy - curiosity killed by faith
Science subjugated by this fallacy - nursery rhymes full of lies
Explaining what they don't know as divinity
Your GOD OF THE GAPS in demise

Faith is a fragile construct of overlapping lies
Based on ridiculous stories better left behind
The edicts of a primitive culture, morally deprived
Appealing on the surface - but something just isn't right

Oh, I understand the lure to surrender to their special pleading
The urge to forgo, to deny responsibility
With every sin forgiven - will absolution comfort me?
Through vicarious salvation
This is so intrinsically wrong - inherently flawed, indeed

Get your morals from Deuteronomy - a bronze-age bill of rights
Nonsensical historicity - the myth of Jesus was contrived
Scripture states that you are justified
Killing babies at the behest of a god
Consoled by an imaginary afterlife - Every crime absolved

Belief in some personal unseen force
Is fallacious and contrived
I'm struggling to make some sense of it all
With the falsities implied
Line after line of failed prophecies
And manufactured miracles denied
So tempting to resign to faith
But something just isn't right

A god spills his seed into a virgin without her consent
Then tortures and kills their offspring
That you must cannibalize his flesh
A talking snake and donkey - and a rib turns into Eve
How ridiculous this story yet the gullible still believe

We are born of love and are wondrous to behold
Not the product of miracles - we are special all on our own
Not the flattering accounts of creation - the mythic stories of old
There is no original sin - we have nothing to atone

Compelling at first glance
But something just doesn't feel right

Questioning faith is not APOSTASY
We all need room to grow
Smooth and shiny on the surface
But the cracks are beginning to show
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Writer: Gregory Francis
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