Fire or Knife

Why are we even breathing?
If the only reason to exist is to stare skyward and put my hands to together
Then why am I even here?
To serve a myth and carry these burdens on my chest as it caves in and free will gives wayto the guilt of lost and misrepresented verses
I can't see the logic in falling to my knees.
Where is the logic in falling to my knees?
I was blinded and inducted into a world that has no meaning
No basis for belief and now they wonder why I'm seething
I'll spit this in their faces and burn the false pretences on which they stand
The pulpit burying our youth beneath the tides of callous sands
No room to breathe in the chambers of your guilt
Under the cross and devil's gaze while you sit and wait to die
There'll be no God in the cold night sky
There's no God who can hear you, there's no God who understands
Who understands, regrets too often, haunt us again and again
Sometimes it seems so hopeless but we cannot give in
When all our best decisions prove us wrong and when we've already given in
But we're never giving in
There is no God who can hear you, just a sky full of stars
The same stars you will be wishing on when death comes to call on us
Call on us