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