My God Insane – Edith Frost – letras

My god insaneHe makes me sayThe strangest thingsThe meanest thingsMy god is blindHe asked me notTo see these thingsTo just believe in himSo occluded weChoose not to seeWhat it meansAnd we’ll fail to askWhere we standSo polluted weStagger round to beCloser to defeatAnd we’ll fail to knowWhere we go