my lord my god
you cannot be
that white-bearded cartoon

my lord my god
are you the many loves
that religion seems to forbid

my lord my god
can you restore
all that you have taken away

my lord my god
do you reside on high in the clouds
or among bricks and dust

my lord my god
behold your faithful servant
beneath a heap of rubble

my lord my god
who you do think you are
treating me this way

my lord my god
my heart cannot rest in you
you have given my soul no peace

my lord my god
you are the cruel fate
to which i am condemned

my lord my god
you are the cross
on which i hang