Thought you'd finally found the truthnBut you did not understandnTherefore you could not hold the truthnNot even with me in your armsnnThought you'd finally seen the last of me, didn't you?nBut you still don't understandnThere will always be enough of me inside of younFor me to be a part of younnAnd I don't understand the human conditionnWe must believe that we are godsnFreewill allows us to make all our decisionsnOur dreams must influence them allnnSo you think you found the truthnTold to you by a mannBut the man he has a godnThat he'll never understandnAnd man he is a godnSo seek the answers to it allnIn thyself you seek a waynTo thine own self you must praynnHow far we fell and wherenIsn't as important as where we came fromnAnd why would God make mannAnd subject him to his frustration?nnFor if God is real, truly hell exists…nWill you be saved?nTrue light it comes, comes in many shades…nCan you pick one?nWho will be saved?...Depends on your godnCan you pick one?nAnd if you pick wrong, then your soul be damnednYour soul is lost!nnAnd I can't wait for the end time's comingnI'll see the faces of you allnWhen all faiths, they will rise togethernAnd we all realize we were wrong, anywaynAnd I don't understand the human condition.