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ladder from hell
your coward god
has a plan
of which I
am not a fan
I dare him to fight me
man to man
starvation and death
pain and suffering
so many morons
the prayer lines are buffering
pay for your sin
let the murdering begin
brainwash your kids
again and again
open your eyes
see it like it is
this jesus machine
is big big biz
I don't think its funny
they use fear to get money
and women wake up
god says you're
second class honey
your brains are all washed
with holy water
only a son?
how about a daughter
you creationists
are all pathetics
you don't understand
the math of genetics
it convinced the peasants
way back when
by today's standards
your reasoning is thin
just a few days
after he was dead
he emerged from
the crypt he was in
don't be stupid
use your head
it wasn't jesus
it was his twin
you couldn't read
so you believed in deed
your cooperative suffering
the rich did need
this life doesn't matter
so you starve
i'll get fatter
just a carrot of faith
on your non-silver platter
cant think on your own
just a subordinate clone
be way less sheepist
and a little more realist
and get off of your knees
please, please, please
you all go ahead
im not afraid
of his empty threats
of the hell he has made
your after-life plans
are not well laid
send me to hell
I couldn't be gladder
your hypocrisy
makes me madder and madder
i'll use your free will
and all of my anger
i'll build it myself
my own righteous ladder
its god's eternity
that's now in danger
armed from the heart
weapons fiery and sharp
off with his head
and piss on his harp...
has a plan
of which I
am not a fan
I dare him to fight me
man to man
starvation and death
pain and suffering
so many morons
the prayer lines are buffering
pay for your sin
let the murdering begin
brainwash your kids
again and again
open your eyes
see it like it is
this jesus machine
is big big biz
I don't think its funny
they use fear to get money
and women wake up
god says you're
second class honey
your brains are all washed
with holy water
only a son?
how about a daughter
you creationists
are all pathetics
you don't understand
the math of genetics
it convinced the peasants
way back when
by today's standards
your reasoning is thin
just a few days
after he was dead
he emerged from
the crypt he was in
don't be stupid
use your head
it wasn't jesus
it was his twin
you couldn't read
so you believed in deed
your cooperative suffering
the rich did need
this life doesn't matter
so you starve
i'll get fatter
just a carrot of faith
on your non-silver platter
cant think on your own
just a subordinate clone
be way less sheepist
and a little more realist
and get off of your knees
please, please, please
you all go ahead
im not afraid
of his empty threats
of the hell he has made
your after-life plans
are not well laid
send me to hell
I couldn't be gladder
your hypocrisy
makes me madder and madder
i'll use your free will
and all of my anger
i'll build it myself
my own righteous ladder
its god's eternity
that's now in danger
armed from the heart
weapons fiery and sharp
off with his head
and piss on his harp...
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