This misery`s justice?
Or merely the way
our random lives unite us
in meaningless sharing of pain
Believe... and isn`t it easy
Who needs eyes when you`ve got knees
Why doubt what`s done you well
Why foul what`s made it so sweet
God Bless This Mess
Man made in the image...
man made crippled, weak
Creating the purest creator
denies the invalid sheep
Believe... cuz you`ve never been tested
No vacuum`s got room for the truth
Why doubt what`s done you well
Why question what can`t threaten you
Swallow the opiate faith,
get high and fall into place
Dreaming,
and bleeding
your squandered pride away
Believe... it`s so fucking easy
Who needs eyes when you`ve got knees
Why doubt what`s done you well,
what`s kept your conscience free