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Satan's Prayer to his Father
Yet who can he pray to
supposedly among us
Least that's what they say
As words take you away
Oh come now ye this
and hast thou done yhat..
As the world once was ...flat?
A fact is a fact!!
That's what I hear when it comes to
All that...
Perhaps he could just pray
Surely dad's always care
Oh wait ..guess he can't
Since he's been cast way down here
If I am to be a sinner of Adam ..
Then who could Satan's be...
I'm not the one who made him..
Far fetched is all I see
If I bring a child into this world...
tyrant I could not let it just be..
What type of father
Would they call me
Who supposedly gave him life?
Yet I never did see..
From popes on up to pastures
Double lives they still do lead
They tell us to do right
As their OWN kids run wild at night
You may not see me on Sunday
Pay for your ticket to go and see
I only see confusion
I'm just fine ty
trying to be me..
Been told of such profits
that wrote all that could be..
Scribble here ..scribble there..
Story there... story here..
yet they sure have deep pockets ..
Get your tickets ..pay their fee..
All for the show...
That you never see..
They say god is almighty ..
and makes all that you can see...
I wonder like a human ...
Could he make a rock
That even he could not lift?
or make another just like him?
I do know that the universe
never revolved around me...
It was here long .. way..
before me..
my eyes can truly see..
I go to a doctor most try to give a cure see a monster and youll get a curse
ive not many years
for fairy tales.. or worse..
And if i did..
I'd still not.." fall for it"
It's wars never few
It is blood war with art
I have seen young children
Who's parents were part
Yet due to religion
It tore them apart..
Ive seen many little ones
only wish for mom at night.
So I say a prayer for Satan
As his father... let him run stray ..
I do my best as a human
As I myself am learning
with every passing new day.
For Tomorrow we venture
And off this planet some day..
supposedly among us
Least that's what they say
As words take you away
Oh come now ye this
and hast thou done yhat..
As the world once was ...flat?
A fact is a fact!!
That's what I hear when it comes to
All that...
Perhaps he could just pray
Surely dad's always care
Oh wait ..guess he can't
Since he's been cast way down here
If I am to be a sinner of Adam ..
Then who could Satan's be...
I'm not the one who made him..
Far fetched is all I see
If I bring a child into this world...
tyrant I could not let it just be..
What type of father
Would they call me
Who supposedly gave him life?
Yet I never did see..
From popes on up to pastures
Double lives they still do lead
They tell us to do right
As their OWN kids run wild at night
You may not see me on Sunday
Pay for your ticket to go and see
I only see confusion
I'm just fine ty
trying to be me..
Been told of such profits
that wrote all that could be..
Scribble here ..scribble there..
Story there... story here..
yet they sure have deep pockets ..
Get your tickets ..pay their fee..
All for the show...
That you never see..
They say god is almighty ..
and makes all that you can see...
I wonder like a human ...
Could he make a rock
That even he could not lift?
or make another just like him?
I do know that the universe
never revolved around me...
It was here long .. way..
before me..
my eyes can truly see..
I go to a doctor most try to give a cure see a monster and youll get a curse
ive not many years
for fairy tales.. or worse..
And if i did..
I'd still not.." fall for it"
It's wars never few
It is blood war with art
I have seen young children
Who's parents were part
Yet due to religion
It tore them apart..
Ive seen many little ones
only wish for mom at night.
So I say a prayer for Satan
As his father... let him run stray ..
I do my best as a human
As I myself am learning
with every passing new day.
For Tomorrow we venture
And off this planet some day..
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