NO SUBSTITUTE

      There are many hurting people
      Use the world to help their ills
      Buying loads of useless fodder
      Cults, Religions, Potions, Pills
      satan's laughing at their pain
      he wants them all to go to hell
      Where the cries of screaming inmates
      Toll their everlasting bell.

      There's no substitute for Christ
      No matter what we're going through
      Though the world can help us out
      It only lasts a day or two
      Then the gnawing starts again
      It cannot fill the God shaped hole
      He's the only piece that fits
      He's our only peace at all.