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Your prayers,

I don't feel them in my heart

It is not hate

That I stare coldly at the son of god

I can not force the blood of Christ

To flow through me

God is love and his love is dead

I feel...

Drown your sorrows in prayer

But your prayers will never change the world

I separate myself

From those who chase the spirit

I can't fall to my knees

And pretend like all the rest

This is a soul that doesn't need saving

I feel... nothing, nothing

Their paradise not mine; an illusion I will not believe

Divine presence of perfection, turns sour in my gaze

Why should I feel compassion for the suffering of your God

For all the pain he allows, I give him what he deserves

In the name of the Father,

In the name of the Son

Where is the Holy Spirit, I feel nothing

As I stare upon the crucifix, I feel nothing for a God I never knew

I refuse to embrace, and live by his word

I take not of his body

I take not of his blood

I don't need salvation

Or his forgiveness

I don't want his kingdom

My kingdom is here

I feel... nothing, nothing