Faithless (Am I)

I believe that intelligence is relative but wisdom is universal
I believe that life is not a performance and no-one gets a rehearsal
I accept that nature is our environment and deserves to be well kept
But nurture is our calling and it is the reason we were ever made to exist
I believe that answers are scarce and that's what makes them worth it
Universalism is fraud just like the matchbook we use called religion
Feeble attempts at running a match on sand paper hoping it lights
When the flame starts with passion not an understanding of all things in life
Philosophy was made to dissolve our natural comfort of ignorance
God existed long before us and that's where we find our solutions
Heads in the sand shuts out our demons but also shuts our light to see visions
I believe you were made to be alive and your life is your mission
Incisions and visions small holes to let truth seek through and dilute the water we let our hearts dive into
Looking for monetary incentives but lack the repentance to seek love despite our apprehension
Like a prison sentence, we all fear heaven
Like the unknown ocean that happens most of our worlds convention
Our own conviction is resistant because we fear being misrepresented
Or misinterpreted with no real grounding to base our relations
We take a vacation from the truths we used to subscribe to called revelations
A nation of prescriptions and solutions and narcotics found abusive
Relying on conclusions before asking the right questions
Skip a section, skip a sequence, and find yourself bleeding
Forfeited destination to avoid temporary mistreatment
Our remedies feel like potions and our leaders practice hypnosis to garnish the abortion of passion from our devotion
Stricken with foreign motives we have lost our footing and are falling into this ocean
Convincing our children to compromise with depression
And to practice being an activist
To poison our opinions of gods presence
Sometimes I try to look back and figure out what happened
We were made to be one nation under god
Not one nation under personal advancements
And this modern fight for temporary happiness instead of joys, poison and regression
But in the kingdom of heaven we are free from the suppression [x2]
We were given a choice
We were given a voice
No longer do we have to inject this poison
Cause in the kingdom of heaven, we are free from the suppression

We were made to be one nation under god
Not one nation under religion
We were made to be one nation under god
Not one nation under personal advancements