Look at the sky and imagine god A god of your own choice Now take a look around you Do you think this god is good? War, famine, destruction Maybe your god is the god of death Peace, happiness, harmony Maybe in an utopic society Manipulating and deceiving The innocent people of the world In this theocracy We are bound to misery There's no god, only yourself Just garbage human waste Look around, try to understand We make our own doom Look inside the church A place for good families But if you read between the lines It's a place full of hipocrites Now it's time to make a bomb And for allah to murder children No matter what the cult is It's all a bunch of shit