Christ Killed Religion
Some call me the Anit-Christ
But I got more sides
Than number seven on the dice
The careless lord and savior
Created idiot man
With a complex behavior
Started making, all these rules
In Gods name we pray
If you dont your the fool
You cant be gay
Only white males in my church
If your not we will slay
For God our father
Will strike you down
For thinking this wine couldn't have been water
We take this good book from him
Lay down "our" laws
And repute away your sin
For being colored
Is wrong
Cant you tell the man on the cross has pale skin
Again you sin, Again you sin,
Again you sin now kneel and pray to "him"
So I started thinking
If the fairy tale man God gave me brain
And if I use it
And I abuse it
Why the fcuk cant I say what I want since I am his kid
Stupid cowards cant you see
That God has a good mind
And you raped his philosophy
Stupid mankind took the words of our Lord
And turned it into your chi
You backstabber
Took his religion and made it your own
To mold your kind to flea
From the illusion
That free will is a one way ticket to hell
So take your man made book of stupid spells
And conjur up an elixir for the death of religion
And YOU killed it, you stupid cowards
Mankind
Man - Kind?
You lost God's words in translation
I guess you cant speak his lingo of frustration
Stop burning crosses of "your"religion doomed
Wake up and prepare the tomb
For religion is dead.....thanks to you
Stupid cowards......
Copyright © Penn Kname | Year Posted 2006
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