Idol

The real God has no name, nor has a need.
Identity, is fixed with things that die.
The true enigma lies with things that bleed.

The clays which lay ere mankind was a breed,
were home for trees beneath a seed-blown sky.
The real God has no name, nor has a need.

The rulebook failed, they made for the Big Guy,
even though Nicaeans were all agreed.
Identity, is fixed with things that die.

Religion's herds arrived in a stampede,
so hot to have salvation they could buy.
The true enigma lies with things that bleed.

If real God has no name, nor has a need,
then tell me, what does INRI signify?
and what of men, whose deaths are guaranteed?
Identity's just right for things that die.
Divinity, once named, does not apply.
The real enigma lies with things that bleed.