R I P
God is dead but no one knows
as they continue their ridiculous shows.
Everyone wants a piece of Him
but always deny him with each whim.
We kill and dishonor in His name
and the game always remains the same.
Money, power and subjugation
fuels the Godless in every nation.
One day there will be a full accounting
for on every evil the devil is counting.
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