I don’t want to worship a god 
 I made in my own image 
 and what’s the use of a savior 
 who depends on my righteousness 
 maybe I’ve been seeing things wrong 
 maybe I don’t know you at all 
 maybe I’ve been seeing things wrong 
 maybe you’re not so much like me 
 oh holy ghost 
 please unravel my illusions 

 when the [bad word] 
 the imperfect will pass away 
 when I know you 
 my perceptions won’t mean anything 

 Who are you 
 can I know you 
 in this life 
 in this body 
 with this sick, apathetic heart 
 or am I too far 

 when the [bad word] 
 the imperfect will pass away 
 when I know you 
 my perceptions won’t mean anything 
 so show me who you are 
 show me who you really are