I hate my god in front of me;
or that's what I'll say
when I rise above or sink below
I loathe that very day.
Father, father, why did you
**** me in my sleep?
I'd rather die violently, as I will,
than fall to destiny like sheep.
The gunpoint is a forgiving force
compared to living forgotten,
I'd like to live in sin; **** your regard.
I know that I'm plain rotten.
If I see you in heaven above,
I'll kick you and I'll scream.
Because my brothers and sisters below
didn't agree to this ******* thing.