Superstitions lyrics

Superstitions polarize the unknown

Forced then to be good or bad

The intention of deities pledged

Follies of fears fragile and mortal

What is unknown is thus irrational

Its beliefs are not of profound logic

Learned men and ignorant commune

In times of trial they blend as one

If a rabbit's foot is good luck

Then why does he not have it now

Is not religion in the realm there

Ornate in awing precious design

Flowering in the dark ages ago

When education once was minimal

Superstition thrived in the fates

Death is its eternal companion

All that is little understood here

That stands in the shadows near

Is game for those of imagination

In a grand kingdom of superstition