Belief - Nightingale

Now I know nothing’s what it seems

Money talks

Now I see religion screams

I believe in what I hear and what I see

And in myself, the king of my own destiny

The angles of heaven, the demons of hell

Are creatures we had to create

Why are you scared to see who you are

And be in control of your life, and fate

I can’t see why you choose to dedicate

All your life to assure you enter heavens gates

I can’t say that I am right and you are wrong

But common sense can tell a truth or two

All those lives lost in battle of belief

It’s all because you were born to believe in

Different lies

The angles of heaven, the demons of hell

Are creatures we had to create

Why are you scared to see who you are

And be in control of your life, and fate

If god is above us and Satan beneath

We all belong here on earth

Cause no one is good or evil to the core

We all have our halos and horns to bear