The moon, when it sparkles,
I hold my breath in wait,
and as i wait, i marvel,
at what could be heavens gate,
But then when i start thinking,
I start to wonder why,
yes, why has god start fleeing,
From troubles of human kind,
no, surly god is here,
and he is surly not so cruel,
he will help us through our fears,
for he is all-knowing and merciful.
oh, i wish that this were true
oh, i wish that this were sane,
but if you see what i see too,
you know god is but pain