God Is Dead

GOD IS DEAD - Written by Carroll Bryant

Someone said to me that god was dead

I looked around and I could see evidence

No one else had noticed as it were they were too busy 

Busy living in their own over self confidence 

And so I thought about what was said to me

I could feel a tear develop in my eyes 

This has to be some kind of mistake

Or real bad dream

How could one suggest that love has died?

And yes, I cried

And so I read my paper and shake my head

All the while believing god is dead

I walk around the streets and see the blood that he bled

Walking down the street believing god is dead

Oh, no

I carry all this knowledge from what I've learned

But it doesn't do me any good in this barbaric world

The people seem content to watch their cities burn

The people seem content to watch some naked pretty girl

And so I thought about what it all meant to me

No emotions do I feel now that I'm alone

This has to be some kind of a joke

Or catastrophe 

The blood I've come to know

The blood I've always known

But never shown

And so I read my paper and shake my head

All the while believing god is dead

I walk around the streets and see the blood that he bled

Walking down the street believing god is dead

Oh, no

No paper chase to a foreign moon

Only the cries and despair that death will be here soon

No hope or prayer

No distant mood

Only the cold reality that life will be here soon

And so I read my paper and shake my head

All the while believing god is dead

I walk around the streets and see the blood that he bled

Walking down the street believing god is dead

I can't believe that god is dead

Oh, no