Story Behind The Song

A deep questioning of God by a person who has seen hard times and witnessed great suffering in a world where our sins were paid for by the blood of a so called son of God. After 35 years of questioning, I came to my own conclusion and I'm ready to share it with the world.

Song Description

Is there really a God? If so, why do we refer to that God as "He". Could it be that man, himself, created God in the likeness he himself would like to be? Who benefits the most from religion and promotion of a God? Adam and Eve, Cain and Abel, who procreated with Eve in the incestuous manner that the bible claims we came from? What are the alternatives?

Lyrics

Who is God? Does he have a penis? Have you ever seen him? Has he ever seen us?
Does he have a really master plan or is ?HE? just one of many conceptions of man? Kind? I think not. Rewind!
To a spot of blood on a cross and let the memories flood like the loss of lives, when Noah

Sailed his ship, and go deeper still to Genesis, and ask yourself? What did I miss?

If ?He?s? truly our Savior then why aren?t we saved? If we?re truly in his likeness,

why can?t we behave? What is best, to be cursed or blessed, the product of incest as the

bible would suggest, or the evolution of a common pest. This question will never be put

to rest. As a moth to a flame seeking that we know not, following a path that our leader

forgot. The mention of his name in vain, brings great shame, but what about the pain

that?s ignored by the lord, like the suffering mother who cannot afford to feed the needs

of her family? Could it possibly be that God cannot see? What?s this you say? His son

healed the blind and was sacrificed and left behind to die for our sins, for which we are

still condemned. While the rich get richer, the poor suffer and die. Now, can you see how

I?ve come to question why, if I?m in his likeness, he?s like-wise in mine. Call me Jesus,

I too was left behind. An innocent teen getting by on sex crime and doing time

Big Cock, pretty face, selling both in any place, I could. Thinking to myself that I really should repent my sins, but the instinct of survival always wins, and takes priority, I?m the minority, not the majority, still it?s hard to see in a world clouded by self denial where only a profit can bring a smile to the face of the masses, no, not those dumb asses who claim to be profits while they fill their own pockets and shoot rockets at the innocent. Is that what God meant for us to do? Those in his likeness, me and you? Man created this entity that we call God and refer to as ?HE? Could it possibly be that we?ve just been fooling ourselves all along. You may correct me if I?m wrong, but I doubt that an entity can have a ding dong! We use God to justify the reasons why we multiply. We use his name to go to war with those who won?t stand for what we stand for. We use his name to segregate and mask our ever hidden hate, while we rapidly overpopulate and self appoint the claim to state with whom one can and cannot mate. We use God to discriminate while we secretly question our own fucking fate. Do we see what we believe, or believe in what we see? Don?t know ?bout you, but as for me, I prefer to set my own mind free, unbound by false hope of an eternity with this, so called God, I?ve been force fed. So I choose to lead and not be led down this so called path of righteousness, scattered in human mess, no need to bless this poor soul of mine. If I?m going to hell it?s my own damn business. I?ve no need for false profits who bear false witness of things that they have never seen before, as I listen through my own front door. They say that God just wants my soul, but that is really not their goal, see they really just want my hard earned green for their own mother fuckin? American dream, but I won?t be mean, or cause a scene with that misguided man who?s just learning to preach. God bless all religion within his reach, if there is a God, I?d find it odd, that he?d permit this hatred they teach. My higher power is the freedom of speech! Peace love and freedom to all.