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'' At Least Mines Don't Cause Devastation ''
I'm feeling sad,
They're saying I'm mad,
Because they can't see my illusions,
The voices are really not too bad,
Methinks they jump to conclusions.
Why do they fear?
What they can't hear,
There's really no need to be scared,
Because to their rules I refuse to adhere,
It's with madness they've got me paired.
They perpetuate a myth,
That something they're with,
Is alive and surrounds them with love,
So many of them they're as common as Smith,
They lay claim their Gods live up above.
A he or a she,
You tell me,
None of theirs have ever been seen,
Yet with mine they refuse to agree,
I think it's time they came clean.
Told what to do,
Mine's does too,
What's the issue I hear you ask?
They're saying it's because mine's isn't true,
It's time to take them to task.
Promises galore,
Heaven to the fore,
Disobey and it doesn't bode well,
Dare refuse to worship and adore,
I'm afraid you're heading for Hell.
Genuine or fake,
Mine's doesn't take,
While yours has a need for money,
Personally I believe they're all on the take,
For one so powerful I'd say that's funny.
I'll stick with my choice,
My illusions and voice,
Don't cause anyone aggravation,
As for your Gods I'll let you rejoice,
' At Least Mines Don't Cause Devastation '
They're saying I'm mad,
Because they can't see my illusions,
The voices are really not too bad,
Methinks they jump to conclusions.
Why do they fear?
What they can't hear,
There's really no need to be scared,
Because to their rules I refuse to adhere,
It's with madness they've got me paired.
They perpetuate a myth,
That something they're with,
Is alive and surrounds them with love,
So many of them they're as common as Smith,
They lay claim their Gods live up above.
A he or a she,
You tell me,
None of theirs have ever been seen,
Yet with mine they refuse to agree,
I think it's time they came clean.
Told what to do,
Mine's does too,
What's the issue I hear you ask?
They're saying it's because mine's isn't true,
It's time to take them to task.
Promises galore,
Heaven to the fore,
Disobey and it doesn't bode well,
Dare refuse to worship and adore,
I'm afraid you're heading for Hell.
Genuine or fake,
Mine's doesn't take,
While yours has a need for money,
Personally I believe they're all on the take,
For one so powerful I'd say that's funny.
I'll stick with my choice,
My illusions and voice,
Don't cause anyone aggravation,
As for your Gods I'll let you rejoice,
' At Least Mines Don't Cause Devastation '
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`` At Least Mines Don`t Cause Devastation ``
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