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' Living Is Heaven, Dying Is Hell '
If you're a believer in life after death,
Which is something I do find quite odd,
Why are you worried about that last breath?
When you believe you are about to meet God.
I'd worry about someone who needs constant praise,
To me that's a sign of depression,
My relationship I'd need to reappraise,
As Gods books are filled with aggression.
Floods and massacres caused by disease,
Revenge is his is what he declares,
His mood you must constantly try to appease,
By constant worship and prayers.
You must be good or no Heaven for you,
Regardless of which God you choose,
It's a bit like Big Brother is watching too,
Their commandments you must never abuse.
This is interference on a massive scale,
It's the way dictators behave,
If you don't agree they'll ensure you fail,
Your soul they'll refuse to save.
Why provide you with a mind of your own,
Then deny you for refusing to believe,
With your invisible Gods you are forced to atone,
If you refuse there will be no reprieve.
Straight to Beelzebub and his tortuous flames,
That will be your destination,
With your mind religion is playing games,
It should fill you with trepidation.
Life is short enjoy it whilst here,
These deities only leave you harassed,
Forget about Gods they cause alarm and fear,
As fantasies they remain unsurpassed.
The fact of the matter is we are easily led,
These charlatans know this full well,
If truth be told you are just being bled,
' Living Is Heaven, Dying Is Hell '
Which is something I do find quite odd,
Why are you worried about that last breath?
When you believe you are about to meet God.
I'd worry about someone who needs constant praise,
To me that's a sign of depression,
My relationship I'd need to reappraise,
As Gods books are filled with aggression.
Floods and massacres caused by disease,
Revenge is his is what he declares,
His mood you must constantly try to appease,
By constant worship and prayers.
You must be good or no Heaven for you,
Regardless of which God you choose,
It's a bit like Big Brother is watching too,
Their commandments you must never abuse.
This is interference on a massive scale,
It's the way dictators behave,
If you don't agree they'll ensure you fail,
Your soul they'll refuse to save.
Why provide you with a mind of your own,
Then deny you for refusing to believe,
With your invisible Gods you are forced to atone,
If you refuse there will be no reprieve.
Straight to Beelzebub and his tortuous flames,
That will be your destination,
With your mind religion is playing games,
It should fill you with trepidation.
Life is short enjoy it whilst here,
These deities only leave you harassed,
Forget about Gods they cause alarm and fear,
As fantasies they remain unsurpassed.
The fact of the matter is we are easily led,
These charlatans know this full well,
If truth be told you are just being bled,
' Living Is Heaven, Dying Is Hell '
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` Living Is Heaven, Dying Is Hell `
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