Jovens Ateus
Muzak
Young Atheists
So many questions in my head
All coming through like the evening news
Drugs and dreams keep me feeling good
Empty answers just bring me down
There’s a strange euphoria in the air
At that exact moment of being
Like a scream so intense without pain
Declaring all the terror
Shapes and forms point to reason
Books, reforms, television
The story of man, the story of God
Written in gold by young atheists
Born, becoming a man
Born, becoming a man
