No, I am not religous.
I do not believe in these cults that tell you to conform to their ways or be punished for all of eternity.

But I am also not an ******* who would put down peoples Gods that save them from this life and keep them holding on.
Believing that there might be a speck of light, that at the end of all of this madness and pain.
That they may get rewarded in the end for being as good as they possibly can.

Cause lets not lie, demons are real.
There was no imaginary friends when we were children. 
 They were the reflections of our inner selves that we did not know were us.
Doesn't that explain why we always blamed them when we did something wrong?
They're still there, we just choose to ignore them now.

When I finally leave this world,
I'll be excited about who I see.
If it's God or Zeus or Satan or Buddha,
it won't make a difference to me.
And if I end up in an endless abyss,
I'll giggle over the fact that we worried so much about it.