Who is actually out there
That the multitudes believe
What religion is really there
That they all see

How many are actually out there
That makes them all believe
What religions are actually out there
That they all see and believe

How do they know they are there
What have they seen that they believe
All their religions they say that are out there
That have never ever been seen

So many scripts and fables
Passed down through the times
Passages from village elders
Etched and changed their minds

Do believers look back even further
To well over two thousand years
When the village elders decided
To suppress, enhance their fears

Do believers go back even further
When the land produced their gods
Volcanoes, lightening and thunder
Became their staff, their rod

As i return from beyond the dark
On travels that you can't comprehend
Others actually know where you came from
If told, would send you round the bend

All that you believe in
Was passed down through the years
The elders of human history
Suppressed you, to contain your fears