[Verse 1] You built a world in seven days, or so the stories go, But left your fingerprints in stone from millions years ago. You say we’re made with love and grace, But gave us flaws we can’t erase. [Verse 2] The stars are set in perfect lines—just far enough to tease, You whisper secrets in the dark, then hide behind disease. You carved the rules in black and white, Then vanish when we ask for light. [Chorus] Oh, God of clues and contradictions, Are we your joke, or bold predictions? You made us doubt, you made us dream, Then pulled the rug mid-faithful scream. We search the skies for holy signs— But all we find are ancient lies. [Verse 3] They call you kind, they call you just, While blood is spilled in holy dust. You test the weak, reward the strong, And let the wicked sing your song. [Bridge] If you exist beyond the veil, Why cloak yourself in grandest tale? Why build a maze, then call it faith— And damn the ones who won't obey? [Chorus] Oh, God of clues and contradictions, Are we your joke, or bold predictions? You made us doubt, you made us dream, Then pulled the rug mid-faithful scream. We search the skies for holy signs— But all we find are ancient lies.
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