I battle with these demons
as I toss and turn at night
A bitter taste in my mouth
And then a blast of blinding light

I SEE IT ALL LAID TO WASTE IN A VIEW FROM THE END OF THE WORLD
FIVE BILLION SOULS INCINERATED IN THE DOOM OF THE GODS

600 years of progress lost because of you
Can I get reparations to make up for this abuse?
I want some flying cars, a ticket to the stars
Or even just a world without religious wars

But this bitch ain´t stacked in my favor
We race towards the end of days
And while you pave way for your savior,
I fear the rationality of the faithfully insane

Still a credit to your ruse,
what a beautiful excuse
To never open up your eyes and see the things you lose
Just climb the beanstalk when you die and meet the giant in the sky!