As I walk along the border
between reason and disorder
Tripping past the neon garden
of my jaded, ill spent youth
Gazing off into the distance
pondering this mad existence
Who is God and what strange notion
led him to create all this?
Take me far beyond the steeple
to a land of unscathed people
Where no single rule or concept
dooms four billion helpless souls
Show me love without condition
without heaven or perdition
Where no act of false contrition
guarantees eternal bliss
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