I think I made you up inside my head
While thinking on the cause of life and death.
I wondered what it is that makes us dread
The final exhalation of our breath.
I pondered what it means for us to live,
And thought of what it is that lets us love.
I searched for why my heart cannot forgive
The lack of mercy from the one above.
Long ago you filled men's hearts with fear
And threatened retribution from the sky.
With feigned love you all but choked us near
Until us mortals dared to ask you why.
When storm clouds part, no trumpets bled
Their song. I think I made you up inside my head.