The priest is in my yard
He hides behind my altar
And if the priest is paid by all
Then we'll all sit on the front rows of heaven
Then religion is not hard
I want to believe it
And if I come a-knocking on your door
I want you to see me, yeah
And if I come a-crawling back for more
I want to believe it
So much for mankind
If progress is our star
Then time, it is a-wasting
And if the spirit world is gone
Then religion was just for the superstitious
Then the future is not far
We think we can see it
Prometheus, he gives us fire
And our poor hearts, not strong enough to hold all this desire
And if there's no changing who we are
Then it's our turn to feel the burn
And if I don't come knocking on your door
It means I don't need you anymore
And if I don't come crawling on your floor
Then I know you've deceived me
So much for mankind