Refused - Dawkins Christ Lyrics

The thought of love triggers lonely hearts"¯
Gladly reaching out just to be a part"¯
So we live to serve, made it into an art

How shallow the soul"¯
How deep the fear"¯
How grave the hunger
To get out of here

Fear and hate keeps us in line"¯
As we climb crosses of our own design"¯
Nails in our flesh, hammers in our minds

Feels like I've got"¯
Judas' heart"¯
Dawkins' head"¯
Praise the lord"¯
God is Dead

All the brahmin masses they'll come back again"¯
They've got lord Krsna to guide their hand
Gotama's flock they don't mind the chains"¯
They know nirvana will end their pain"¯
And the Avestan pupils, the forsakers of druj"¯
They'll be one with the maker when they're one with the truth"¯
All of Luther's children gladly suffer now"¯
They'll get pie in the sky on the day they die

But what about me
Got no soul to sell
Refused salvation"¯
Did my time in hell

No absolution, no alibis"¯
Just belief and doubt and then we die
We furnish the void with our attempts at lives

I got"¯
Judas' Heart"¯
Nietzsche's soul"¯
Dawkins' cock
In a god-shaped hole

How shallow the soul"¯
How deep the fear"¯
How grave the need"¯
there's just one way out of here