To k** A King - Spiritual Dark Age lyrics

And so the good man said: “Turns out God is dead.” They worshipin’ signs instead Faith from books they haven’t read They’re angry all the time Angry at some hole inside Welcome to the Spiritual Dark Age Oh, don’t lose your grip Don’t get contemplative About this space we live Between first breath and then the grave No need to be saved Just some rules on how to behave Welcome to the Spiritual Dark Age Oh, forget about love Not a hand from above It’s not just some dream And there’s the rub Just chemicals that flood brain They’re writing poetry About serotonin and dopamine Welcome to the Spiritual Dark Age I’m not alone and you’re not alone in this There’s no map and we’re all just set adrift Just children making pictures in the sky Arguing about who’s wrong and who’s right And so the good man said: “Turns out God is dead.” We’re on our own this time To work out what is yours and mine No reward to being kind No quick fix for the fear you’ll find, oh Welcome to the Spiritual Dark Age Pa** me those sedatives Pa** on means sentimental Empathy and talking gentle Blink us on and take the medal The day the TV died And the tie that keep the family alive Welcome to the Spiritual Dark Age I’m not alone and you’re not alone in this There’s no map and we’re all just set adrift Just children making pictures in the sky Arguing about who’s wrong and who’s right I’m not alone and you’re not alone in this There’s no map and we’re all just set adrift Just children making pictures in the sky Arguing about who’s wrong and who’s right