depend on me and i will let you down repeatedly you d think you d have learned by now in your hour of need i m nowhere to be found and while you bleed i m indifferent god is a strangely absent father his back is turned perpetually all the orphaned sons and daughters abide in their suffering cry out to me and i won t hear a thing my door is closed and i m not listening when troubles come you ll be on your own divided from some saintly guidance god is a strangely absent father his back is turned perpetually all the orphaned sons and daughters abide in their suffering believe in me it won t make me exist no matter how that rumor may persist your kingdom is the earth on which you walk reap your reward before its too late god is a strangely absent father his back is turned perpetually all the orphaned sons and daughters abide in their suffering