How can this god of yours be merciful?
Many has drown from his bitterness in their tears,
Crown him king and the title "spiteful"
Sinister he is, cultivating the ripen fruit of fears.
Casualties of war drenched in blood with blisters of famine on their lips.
What is the number of today's death toll list?
The coldness of this earth is the mere absence of warmth in his heart.
No kindness can be found in crevices so dark.
Man was created in his image, see how our sins are the reflections of his true self.

"In the following words I shall evocate the madness that accompanies such sadness and you'll know why I have come to hate god."

I wish a devil like me can touch that magic sky,
when death sings me my final lullaby.
To walk in the pastures of paradise.
Sip wine with the worthy and wise after my demise.
I swear I'll keep my promise.
It may take me some time before I see you after the thread of my life is severed.
In hell my sins on earth will be revered.
Each of those vile creatures who took you from me, I made an example.
There was no escape,upon them my hatred and rage trampled.
I'm sure you're listening to choir of angels as they sing.
Don't worry baby, daddy will come to heaven even if I have to steal one of their wings.