we have no religion
we don't want yours
so keep your salvation to yourself
we make our own gods
gods we can trust
because they are made from us
from our own dirt they were formed
from our own side they were taken
we created them in our own image
we breathed life into them
tis this season to remember the miracle
which happened in a humble garage
so many years ago
a sign to the world announced by angels
and certified by wise series "b" investors bearing gifts
the story of the miracle gives hope to us all
we only need to believe in the gods we created
the ones born in a garage
believe that they can change the world
if we will serve them
bleed for them
high priests and priestesses
temple and tribulation
icon and indulgence
broadband belief
and oppulent opiate
we've got the whole package
to the chief musician
let this song be played on string-ed instruments
and sung in all the assemblies
sing hallelujah
let the whole earth rejoice
we are a free people
we belong to no one
we are controlled by no myths
having left darkness behind us
we are weaving the fabric of a new reality
in a clear and perfect light
( for the curious, the picture is the garage where jobs and woz created the apple 1 )
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