Maybe it’s too late for an intellectual debate,

but a residue of confusion remains.

Changing with the times,

and amphetamine tortured minds

are average the citizen’s sources of pain.

Tell me what we’re fighting for—

I don’t remember anymore,

only temporary reprieve

And the world might cease

if we fail to tame the beast

from the faith that you release

comes an atheist peace.

Atheist peace.

Political forces ran

political winds of discontent,

and the modern age emerged triumphantly.

But now that safety’s gone,

And it’s time to de-evolve

and relive the dark chapters of history

Tell me what we’re fighting for—

No progress ever came from war,

only a false sense of increase

and the world won’t wait

for the truth upon a plate

but we’re ready now to feast on an atheist peace.

Atheist peace