Rejoicing in the Absence of a God I Didn't Choose

Rejoicing in the absence of a god I didn't choose At every sunset, every dawn break every second that I lose I don't need no god of the gaps to bring shrill light into my blues Every hole that knowledge leaves, I'll fill it with my shoes The devil isn't real but he's the saviour that I choose For every foolish non-believer who has a rotten soul to lose