Only for a moment, I was free from all desire There was no one left to save me but myself and I was high When I came down from heaven I could hardly feel the fire Found the perfect spot to stand, I had to walk for miles God isn't dead God isn't dead So keep Buckminster manifesting that Secret makes a triangle with sacred and profane Nothing is the only fact and title of the game At six I tried to pray, memory is hazy But what I was talking to feels real now and I feel imaginary God isn't dead But it hasn't been born yet God isn't dead So keep Buckminster manifesting that Glory on them they said 'cause the part of me that wants to die is only yearning to transcend That's why nothing makes me happy, it made me part of me again Every little escape you can take Will lead you all to another cage The shape and the colour might change But it's always the same