I'm in such a good place with him,
With god, my father above,
That I forget,
What a cruel bastard he is,
To be on the wrong side of him,
To be a mouse in the mouth of a hawk,
There is wrath within him,
He would destroy you time and time again,
For some dumb blasphemy,
In this life there are gods and there are food,
You're either with him or you lose,
If you're food…
God bless your soul,
I would bless you too,
But I'm not sure if its my place,
Because I would also eat you if I could,
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I'm not sure if he made you that way,
Just so you could be consumed,
Eagle coming everyday,
To eat your liver,
Hell is a real place,
Doubt if you will,
Make enough mistakes,
Maybe you’ll see it one day,
Anyways, this is why I’ve always loved the devil,
To god above,
I’m the same, I’m an ant,
I’m closer to a demon than a god,
If I was tested, if I was pushed that far,
God knows I hate him,
Deep down,
Its how I was built,
Blood flows through my veins,
But that bastard still raised me,
Throughout it all,
We’ve come to an understanding,
Because in this life there are gods and there are food,
You’re either with him or you lose,
Time and time again,
He has shown me that he was right,
No matter how the fire burns,
Satan was doomed to fail,
But I’m still a man,
Although I’m a fiend, a demon,
All this food, I would keep eating,
But I’m still a man,
Don’t get me wrong,
Given the choice,
Between my brothers and sisters,
And god above,
I would fuck god so hard,
You might not like it,
But before that great beast,
We are family,
That’s why I love the sinners,
The dirty, the beaten, the damned,
The queer, the trans men and women,
The asexuals, I would be your friend,
Its why I’ve always hated the righteous,
Those who use morality, to rise above,
Fuck, they’re so ugly,
Before god we’re all the same,
You little shits are not even as good as me,
Not even a mountain,
Fuck, if I have rage for anything,
Its for these idiots,
What do they amount to?
Just little turds,
At least the queers,
Have the hearts of rebels,
To be a true redneck,
Is to fight the cops,
I love the children so much,
I hope you make it, I hope you make it,
I would cry a river of tears,
Just for you to make it,
For it to be enough,
My lord, my god above,
What a cruel bastard,
At least he gave us love.