Blasphemy And Treason

I think it’s sad you lost your faith, she said
I think it’s sad you dont believe
I think it’s sad that you think we’ll all be safe, I said
I think it’s sad, you’re so naive
So look what I’ve destroyed, it’s something so beautiful
Make me believe, ignite this fire that died in me Make me believe, resuscitate the soul that died in me Does this blood flow without a reason?
Or does your father’s heart ache when I cry?
Does blasphemy always equal treason?
Or does nothing happen when we die?
So look what I’ve destroyed, it’s something so meaningful
Make me believe, ignite this fire that died in me Make me believe, resuscitate the soul that died in me My words… my eyes… they’re empty but I’m no fool
Your crutch, your faith, they’re empty
I’m not sure where I stand
But I’m afraid I stand alone