Kill or be killed

There's a prophecy

That needs to be filled

A man's word

From long ago

It's for prosperity

Didn't you know

For there to be winners

There must be losers

We're all sinners

Users and abusers

As we were made

But Don't worry

False promises will have you saved

Would God really care

About a few left in despair

When his word is made good

And we do as the book says we should

That book written by some guys

Not really god

But propaganda

Oh what a suprise

What a twist of fate

That people would debate

If you make it come true

It's still what God intended for you to do