Dread not the the rising of tides
And the wave
Of the refugees caught in the wake
Of our craving
For lambs to the slaughter
For unholy terrors
Instinctive, uncivilized
Carnal lust pleasures
The power to take away life
In your hand
But to live it and give it
A meaning, is man
And but one of such gods
In its envy or wrath
Undeterred by the fear of death
Paves the warpath
With the bodies of innocent
Paradise lost
Assuring destruction’s
The mutual cost
We’d all share with our prayers
Or our honest opinions
To equally suffer
These killing religions