Yeah, god walked that path,

And you?

You're in the same place.

And as you stand there,

As god receives the heavens,

While you stand in place,

Poor as a rat,

Just remember,

The difference,

Between you,

And the god that walked that path.

Know that you could have received the same,

But the heavens do not belong in untested hands,

They do not belong,

In the hands which don't know,

The deep ache in humanity's heart,

And the good that binds us,

The sight of it,

Doesn't belong,

To eyes which don't recognize the pain,

Infecting the hearts of lovers.

Yeah, god walked that path,

But you are an intruder.

Even so,

You are on that path,

Try to be deserving of it.