Why People Still Go To Church

I don't have any famous protagonists to quote.
I don't have any holy hallelujah hymns to sing.
I don't have any trophies from any beasts I've slain.
All I seem to have at the moment are symbolisms
of  emotions that i can't even begin to fully fathom.

and I hope those symbols haunt you too.
I hope they haunt everyone exactly like I know they do.
Maybe we'll meet again in another life or dimension,
and when we do I hope we don't recognize each other for what we are.

A trial by fire and a troublesome child

We tried stoking the coals but our bare hands got burnt
Without more fuel all fires burn out eventually
"Love's an excuse to get hurt and to hurt"
I live the words of people that write better than me

Now I know why people still go to church
They say "lie to me, because the truth sure does hurt"
They gather in groups and claim an end to their search
but our dreams all end in the dirt
They follow us back into the earth

You're screaming, "I can't live like this"
but just like judas, betray me with a kiss
Then pedal back and I'm blamed for it

Justify your mistakes again.
Just like I do when I'm sinking in sin
They all go away when you let the love in

We're both handing each other the blame
Why don't you carry it, it's clear you've no shame?
We're both here, can you remember why came?
I'm not innocent, but my errors look pretty tame
Next to yours,
 but. "... a rose by any other name"