**Verse 1** Before the temples touched the sky, Before the prophets asked us why, Around the fire beneath the stars, We told our stories—who we are. Thunder spoke with angry breath, The darkness whispered tales of death, The sun became a watchful eye, And gods were born to tell us why. **Pre-Chorus** We gave them faces, gave them names, Gave them our fears, our hopes, our shame. And looking back, I have to ask— Were we seeing God…or seeing us? **Chorus** Did God create man, or did man create God? To make some sense of this world we walk upon? Did we paint heaven with the colors of our minds, Then call the picture sacred and divine? Maybe every god we've ever known Carries something human in his soul. Did God create man, or could it be We made our gods in our own imagery? **Verse 2** Every tribe had gods to call, Gods who favored one and not them all, Gods who marched beside their kings, Blessed their wars and promised things. They looked like us, they chose our side, Shared our anger, shared our pride, Our jealousy, revenge and fear— Strange how human gods appear. **Pre-Chorus** From desert sands to mountain stone, Every people claimed their own. And every sacred story grew From what those ancient people knew. **Chorus** Did God create man, or did man create God? To make some sense of this world we walk upon? Did we paint heaven with the colors of our minds, Then call the picture sacred and divine? Maybe every god we've ever known Carries something human in his soul. Did God create man, or could it be We made our gods in our own imagery? **Verse 3** But something changed along the way, Our circle widened day by day. Beyond the family, beyond the clan, We slowly learned to see all man. The tribal warrior in the sky Became a father by and by, Justice softened into grace, Love began to take its place. **Bridge** Maybe gods evolve with us, From vengeance into tenderness, From sacrifice and blood and fear To something kinder drawing near. Maybe heaven is a mirror Growing clearer as we grow, Reflecting human consciousness And everything we've come to know. From gods of thunder, gods of war, To something deeper, something more, From **“God is ours”** to **“God is love,”** We changed the story up above. **Breakdown** And still I wonder underneath All the stories we believe: Is there something really there Beyond our language, beyond our prayers? Something greater than the names Human beings have tried to claim? Perhaps the question isn't whether Every ancient story's true— Perhaps the gods that we imagined Tell us something about **us**, too. **Final Chorus** Did God create man, or did man create God? Maybe that's the question underneath it all. Across the ages, every sacred design Carries fingerprints of the human mind. From tribal gods who chose our side To a God whose arms are opened wide, Whatever waits beyond the stars, The gods we've made reveal who we are. **Outro** We made the stories. The stories made us. We shaped the gods. The gods shaped us. From fear to wonder, From war to love— Maybe that's the human story We've been writing up above. Did God create man… Or…
