...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