You are not God but play Him so well
I'll be Jesus if it suits your will
You sacrifice me to save my people
You're only saving your personal steeple

I'll die on a cross for you
You won't lift a nail
But if you are not God, then who?
Your mission will surely fail

As I thought to myself
In her silver chariot
Gazing at the sun between the giants
I recall saying, “I am free from God.”