low and beholden

no god

no god has ever abandoned me

no savior

i came here by way of my own two feet

there was no god

to ever abandon me

i made my bed to sleep in

constructing my own beliefs

at first empowered by the pride

to mold my own truth from a lie

my guiding light was designed

by the questions whose answers

it was made to help me find

i'm not cut out for this task

i'm just a man

taking on the weight of a god

in my own hands

no chain of command

i'm all alone in this land

i understand

why people put their faith in

someone with his own plan

but i can't look back

for i may become a pillar of salt

forsaken here in a kingdom of faults

so smug to think that i am so much better off

as if my freedom means that i'll never be lost

to keep pretending that i am so self-assured

is just as delusional as those who defer

we're more the same than we are not

at first empowered by the pride

to mold my own truth from a lie

my guiding light was designed

by the questions whose answers

it was made to help me find

i'm not cut out for this task

i'm just a man

taking on the weight of a god

in my own hands

no chain of command

i'm all alone in this land

i understand

why people put their faith in

someone with his own plan

but i can't look back

i have learned to lick my wounds

the only faith i'm holding onto

i remember when the laughter left my face

i hung my head but not to pray

i know it's all the same

we're aimless

the god you made won't save us

how can i claim to be the one to call the shots?

how can i claim to be my own god?

how long before my hubris catches up?

i am no better off