Your god is better than mine
Is what you want me to believe
And while they cry for the lost,
You preach, "this is the way to live!"
The voice of the tortured souls
Don't reach your closed ears.
Your wall's thick, skin thicker
Do you not see the dried up tears?
You fight for your God's place
When millions have no place to go.
You revere a piece of rock
But do their pain you know?
You burn homes for your God's sake
You wreck families for hate
You bury their unborn children
Is that what you call faith?
Go, scream to the skies for forgiveness
Go, commit one more sin
But don't preach your God to me
I am fine without him