Seems like its about someone struggling with faith and morality.
They want to believe in God:
"To safeguard my philosophy
Until my dying breath
I transfer from reality
Into a mental death
I empathize with enemes
Until the timing’s right
With God and Satan at my side
From darkness will come light"
But find that the world makes that very difficult:
"Rivers of evil
Run through dying land
Swimming in sorrow, they kill, steal, and borrow, there is no tomorrow
For the sinners will be damned
Ashes to ashes
You cannot exhume a soul
Who do you trust when corruption and lust, creed of all the unjust,
Leaves you empty and unwhole?
When will this nightmare be over? Tell me!
When can I empty my head?
Will someone tell me the answer?
Is God really dead?
Is God really dead?"
Seems like its about someone struggling with faith and morality.
They want to believe in God:
"To safeguard my philosophy Until my dying breath I transfer from reality Into a mental death I empathize with enemes Until the timing’s right With God and Satan at my side From darkness will come light"
But find that the world makes that very difficult:
"Rivers of evil Run through dying land Swimming in sorrow, they kill, steal, and borrow, there is no tomorrow For the sinners will be damned Ashes to ashes You cannot exhume a soul Who do you trust when corruption and lust, creed of all the unjust, Leaves you empty and unwhole? When will this nightmare be over? Tell me! When can I empty my head? Will someone tell me the answer? Is God really dead? Is God really dead?"