Godless

A Poem by Antichrist

F**k your life, for all it's worth
Everything is condemned through its birth
We're all born, just to die
F**k the world, the end is nigh

A thousand-year secret across her lips
Her tongues, inside, rotting at the tips
She whispers to the world, with darkness ere
When will you realize that God doesn't care?

You tried so hard to make up this thing
No one realized the pain it would bring
Jesus died for all of our sins
I have enough to make him die again!

Get up, b***h, stand upon your feet
Foaming at the mouth, in shameful defeat
Nuns across the world slit their throats
Not a trace of God in their suicide notes

Only believe when you are scared
When something feels right, you don't care
Don't act like a saint, b***h, because you're not
Climb into the coffin, and begin to rot

Preach your lies to a thousand fools
They're not followers, they're only tools
Use them, abuse them, and make them yours
Clean your hands as they fight your wars

F**k you, and everything you've said
I don't believe any of the lies that spread
F**k yourself, b***h, you think you're smarter
Nail me to the cross and make me a martyr