You do not exist

We fight for the so called nobles in the holy land

While they rape and slaughter in the name of god

Beasts in feasts singing the hymns loftily half hearted

While we march and kill in their names for an unseen god

Once proud men greedily guzzle down their own urine

As if it were heaven sent ale cheated in the land of god

Misery and scorn our reward for not having an inkling

Of the much respected and expected fate in the hands of lord

Does god will these murders? Does he will this abuse?

Does he will this blood shed in his name in his holy land?

Does retribution wait at the pearly gates as mentioned in the book?

Does redemption wait after the mass slaughter and the bloodshed?

Heavenly revocation prominent among the residue of blasphemy

Caught in a blind haze we beg for mercy for our nobles’ demeanor

We ask forgiveness for the massacre of the innocence and pure

So the nobles can reach heaven and we can gratefully go to hell

I refuse to follow the church of god who endures this mounting death toll

I deny the nobles in white robes who preaches of god’s will for murder

Blissfully I remain where I stand in the land of atheists beyond that wall

I spit at the holy land and the face of god, IN MY LIFE YOU DO NOT EXIST!