We’re building castles in a cave we call reason
Writing darkness on the walls to try and block the Sun
Pebbles, twigs and straw – day by day we bring them
Darkened by our pride we can’t see what we’ve become
But shadows of Providence dance on our walls of confidence
Can we not hear the words they tell? (These walls are imprisoning, why aren’t we listening?)
We fight as humanists; we close our eyes and raise our fists
But if this is enlightenment, why is it dark as hell?
We’re putting God into a box we call out-dated
Throwing faith away because we say it makes us blind
“Religion is a crutch – a drug to ease the jaded”
So we claim that “God is dead” and then proclaim ourselves divine
We’re hiding
We’re hiding
We’re hiding from the dawn. (All is vanity, all is vanity, oh dear humanity, where is our sanity?)
But we’re dying
We’re dying
We’re dying for God to turn the lights on. (All is vanity, all is vanity, oh dear humanity, where is your sanity?)
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Lyrics submitted by Attalus.