Zeus looked down from Mount Olympus
King of everything he saw
The temples where they brought their wishes
He had all a god could want
Believers and a pantheon
The centuries marched ever onward
They changed his name, and then forgot
High above his ruined altars
All that he could do was watch
Immortal, as an afterthought
What happens when we give up on believing
When the stories that we held stop ringing true
What gets lost, and falls between
In moving on from what we knew
Moving on from what we knew
I watched them swear it was forever
A sacred vow to carry on
For rich or poor, they'd be together
3 years later he was gone
Said this wasn't what he wanted
What happens when we give up on believing
When the stories that we held stop ringing true
What gets lost, and falls between
In moving on from what we knew
Moving on from what we knew
I've stumbled through the echo chambers
Where people shout to hear themselves
Their enemy is cold and faceless
Good or evil, nothing else
Certain there is blood to spill
What happens when we give up on believing
When the stories that we held stop ringing true
What gets lost, and falls between
In moving on from what we knew
Moving on from what we knew