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'' High And Dry ''
Where is your God when he's needed most?
Or even his son or the Holy Ghost,
Are they sitting enjoying tea and toast?
While watching their creations die.
Destroying each other is what we do best,
For killing our planet we're full of zest,
Does confessing mass murder mean we are blessed,
It would make a grown man cry.
Every religion has their own type of God,
They shout ours is real yours is a fraud,
While over each other they ride roughshod,
To which one does the truth apply?
Praying to their God's is part of their drill,
Are they saying their deities give them the will?
I thought all Gods said, ‘' Thou Shalt Not Kill ‘'
What exactly does that imply.
An act of God if you have survived,
A miracle if anyone has been revived,
But what of those who have been deprived,
His fault they'll forever deny.
His other creations we kill for fun,
The entire animal world we have on the run,
Merciful? Why isn't something done,
Don't to the innocent his rules apply?
When killing animals some religions rejoice,
Their prey I'm afraid don't have a voice,
Would they prefer life if they had a choice,
Cruelty they claim is a lie.
Humans make the stories up as they go along,
Their Gods must always be shown as strong,
They'll change the context if something goes wrong,
Their fantasies can not go awry.
To believe in a God takes perseverance,
For what some believe there'll be no interference,
Their arguments are filled with incoherence,
When their Gods leave them,
‘' High And Dry ‘'
Or even his son or the Holy Ghost,
Are they sitting enjoying tea and toast?
While watching their creations die.
Destroying each other is what we do best,
For killing our planet we're full of zest,
Does confessing mass murder mean we are blessed,
It would make a grown man cry.
Every religion has their own type of God,
They shout ours is real yours is a fraud,
While over each other they ride roughshod,
To which one does the truth apply?
Praying to their God's is part of their drill,
Are they saying their deities give them the will?
I thought all Gods said, ‘' Thou Shalt Not Kill ‘'
What exactly does that imply.
An act of God if you have survived,
A miracle if anyone has been revived,
But what of those who have been deprived,
His fault they'll forever deny.
His other creations we kill for fun,
The entire animal world we have on the run,
Merciful? Why isn't something done,
Don't to the innocent his rules apply?
When killing animals some religions rejoice,
Their prey I'm afraid don't have a voice,
Would they prefer life if they had a choice,
Cruelty they claim is a lie.
Humans make the stories up as they go along,
Their Gods must always be shown as strong,
They'll change the context if something goes wrong,
Their fantasies can not go awry.
To believe in a God takes perseverance,
For what some believe there'll be no interference,
Their arguments are filled with incoherence,
When their Gods leave them,
‘' High And Dry ‘'
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`` High And Dry ``
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