Burden

The burdened backs of the faithful Crack, When put against you god, They fracture under lack What with Worn out eyes, That might as well be blind you think they could they see fit To lead this human kind We'll bring a better tale Of glory and entrails We'll make them all believe, It's what is meant to be god It's what the people need God It's what we wanna see God He's only in our dreams God His plan never helped me When the sun goes down the lost children pray When the morning comes The fools celebrate How much hollow love how much unplanned loss Could this plan of ours Really, truly, cause How much needless pain How many wasted years How many armies slain How many Mother's tears God It's what the people need God so bow down at his feet God he forced his breath in me God I never asked to be