Suicidal God

More we grieve, more we see More we reach for self-deceit More these wars, more these lies God gets closer to suicide This feeling fills me This grieving fills me Laughs and cries Dances in my eyes The celestial faith is just a breath From the dry lips of the stave of death So hear this prayer, you lord and guide Every "amen" is a step close to suicide At last, at last the hope is lost It's time to gather for the last Pentecost Now reveal your heart and take the golden knife You're one slit away from your suicide