Not My God

VERSE 1

What kind of god would tell me to kill?

And send their families the funeral bill?

What kind of god would tell me to hate?

Believe every sinner gets a hellish fate?

What kind of god would promise me heaven?

Use fear as a conqueror, the ultimate weapon?

Never will I kneel down and pray to the skies

You’d never save me, not even if you tried

CHORUS

You’re not my god! You’re not my kind!

You’re not the answer that I have to find!

You’re not my king! You’re not my master!

You’re not my priest! You’re not my pastor!

You’re! Not! My! God!

VERSE 2

A prophet’s word is a false prediction

A prophet’s book is science fiction

A prophet’s orders fall on deaf ears

A prophet’s stuck in medieval years

CHORUS

You’re not my god! You’re not my kind!

You’re not the answer that I have to find!

You’re not my king! You’re not my master!

You’re not my priest! You’re not my pastor!

You’re! Not! My! God!

VERSE 3

A theomancer is a free man’s cancer

A theocrat lives off stolen cash

A theocosm has nothing in common

With our three worlds and our problems

The bottom level is home to the devil

I call bullshit so you should just quit

I don’t need your thoughts or prayers

In the fucking end, you just don’t care

EXTENDED CHORUS

You’re not my god! You’re not my kind!

You’re not the answer that I have to find!

You’re not my king! You’re not my master!

You’re not my priest! You’re not my pastor!

You’re not my savior! You’re not my flavor!

You won’t punish my sinful behavior!

I’m not your slave! I’m not your zealot!

My soul is not yours, you cannot sell it!

You’re! Not! My! God!