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Intro

 A world filled with wonder, a cold, fathomless sky

 A man's life so meager, he can but wonder why

 He cries out to Heaven its truth to reveal

  (Walkdown: / /G#)

The answer: only silence, for God isn't real.

 Go ask the starving millions under Stalin's cruel reign

 Go ask the child with cancer who eases her pain

 Then go to your churches, if that's how you feel

 But don't ask me to follow, for God isn't real.

He forms in his image a weak and foolish man

Speaks to him in symbols that few understand

For a life of devotion, the death blow he deals

We'd owe Him only hatred, but God isn't real.

Go tell the executioner of the power he can't defy

Go tell his shackled victim of the mercy on high...

Then go to your churches, go beg, pray, and kneel,

But don't ask me to follow, for God isn't real.

 No, no matter how He should be, God isn't real.