As I stared at the perilous situation that met me in the face,
My mind was clouded, my thoughts were surrounded with haze
But one region of it, my inner faith
Made me stand strong, believe, let me release away all my fears and hate

Be it in a god, a person or a holy site
It fills the soul with might,
But even though it's the strongest weapon in our arsenal,
It betrays our side, if we put it in a source that's evil and the harbinger of hell

Entire cities and countries were lost due to the wrong faith,
Made us heartless and inconsiderate,
To what the consequences of our actions would be,
I'm sure we would ponder after its all done, when the animals are dead and we burn down the last tree

The irony of faith, is that it creates and destroys
We are the child and it is the toy,
I hope we wind and unwind it's key at the right place and time,
Let's use it to restore balance, and not commit sins and crimes