By: Daimos Amatros
Endangered people please make way
I'm trying to live another day
Ranting, raving with my voice
I'm going to hell, I have no choice
My life is doomed, I have no time
Others are doomed too, but they follow the mime
Rotting away, our minds slosh to mud
If Christ died for me it was a waste of blood
Another day, I have maintained to live
Avoided being sucked down hell's sieve
Ever ending church days, I knew they'd never last
Goodbye god, heavens a thing of the past.
Monkeys to men, that's how we became
Its a lot more to go by than Christs seven-day claim
One day I'll grow old, eventually die
That's all there is--no euphoria in the sky
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