...And every first born will be k**ed It didn't even have a name 'He' or 'She', I couldn't tell Unwanted miracle s**ed out of its teenage mother's womb Through a plastic tube And if I learned anything that day Is that there's no such thing as afterlife and/or fate Now, tell me son, do you really believe This bag filled with blood and foetal parts went to paradise? Wake the f** up and open your eyes Life is a joke, d**h is the punchline And if I learned anything that day Is that you people are f**ing insane You're wrong, so wrong, so god damn wrong I'm as worthless and dispensable as a blood-filled plastic tube And so are you No god has plans for you worms No grand scheme, you'll just drop dead and rot I stood by her side, motionless, as she cried and screamed And the sight of it f**ing turned me on What the f** is wrong with me? I'd say, see you in hell, but I never want to see you again Your god is dead I pray to myself, for myself And if I ever see his face, I'll bring hammer and nails And put him back on the cross, where he belongs