Your god is a superstition
And you believe anything you're told
Kill for birth; kill for friendship
Kill to fit the Christian mold
The crucifixion is imbued with power
The savior's blood pours from the shower
Masquerading god-inflicted agony
With devil's dues and church-bruised knees
Swear on the bible
It will strike liars down dead
No sex during grazing hours
Or sustenance will lethal blood red
Don't count the little girls
Or they will disappear
Don't look in the mirror
And face your own fears
God is a lie
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