Simulacra (Reprise)

I take seriously, the idea, our dimension
Might be fundamentally blurred I pay attention
And go out and do it myself 'cuz I'm sentient
I can't stand waiting for divine intervention
Im gonna do it even though I might find
That I die when I come to the end of my lifeline
And I cry as I recover my right mind
I was making everything worse the whole time
Until I'm old and blind and I'm cold and way I believe
There's a role for my soul to play, break outta the mold
Stay bold and have faith, keep looking for the golden way. I believe
As long as I breathe I'm receiving tools
To find a whisper amidst the screams and even you'll admit
We're surrounded by shit pools and demons
I look to a thousand year old book for meanin'
And flawed symbols still singin' from God's genitals
Clingin' to the one's that hung with the criminals
Ate with the poor, and washed the whore's feet
He beat swords into plowshares, lord that's the key
Even though his legacy became a dominant system
There's gotta be a way I can honor his wisdom
I guess I'll be a communist christian for now
And the meek shall inherit the Earth