Bad Religion - God's Love Lyrics
Striking at mental apparitionsLike a drunk on a vacant streetSilently beset by the hands of timeIndelicate in its furyAn aberrant crack as skeletons yieldTo unrelenting gravityWhile viruses prowl for helpless victimsWho succumb rapidly(Tell me!) Tell me; where is the love?In a careless creationWhen there’s no “above”There’s no justiceJust a cause and a cureAnd a bounty of sufferingIt seems we all endureAnd what I’m frightened ofIs that they call it “God’s love”Twisted torment, make-believeThere’s a truth and we all submit“Believe my eyes,” my brain repliesTo all that they interpret[Chorus]I know there’s no reason for alarmBut who needs perspective when it comes to pain and harmWe can change our minds; there’s a better prizeBut first you’ve got to…[Chorus]They call it God’s loveMy pain is God’s love