Now you've found a new philosophy, it just took you all winter
It's a noveau ancient wavelength that you've gleaned from Harold Pinter
And your next full revolution might come almost before dinner
For you spin the wheels so frequently to find out who's the winner
But you'll just collapse back into the tradition of religion
While your boyfriend writes you songs out in the style of Leonard Cohen
You begin to melt yourself down, broken, to a figure on the wall.

And your mother tells you hellfire if you choose not to believe her
And your friends begin to vanish at the ring of a receiver
While you cling to tested doctrines and to truths as old as humans
Looking upwards to the palace you pass over all the ruins
And you leave behind the others who are merely unenlightened
Or perhaps they knew that answers are the refuge of the frightened
But your ear is never opened because questioning is kin to throwing stones.
And you crush out all dissenters, cause they mirror your delusion
Any show of their concern is condescension and intrusion
And you're left there in your circle, protected by a growing wall of bones.

Now tell me did you think that you'd be so young, so contented,
With a quick draw to kill brothers before your knight's mantle is dented?
But he don't need your protection, he's older than you know and stronger yet.
You'll be one more shining soldier in the war of self-deception
Fighting ignorance and godlessness of those who don't adore Him
You will wear them down, my soldier, and change them till they are you to the blood.
But you'll lose your comfort quickly, from the ease of their conversion,
Are they saved? Do they know you're right? Is this just subtle subversion 
Of the life you've guaranteed them? Do they listen or think for themselves at all?

I hope there is no heaven for the child of blind submission
As your flock of pious madmen follow other madmen's visions
And their faith is hollow comfort as you lead your sheep to darkness
And the light that filters downwards through the branches of the forest
Says there are no certain answers and are no certain questions here at all
But you lead them onward marching and prostrate to a figure on a wall.