Plague
D Butler
The hands of God hovers above the nations of sin
The innocent are taken
How do we know that this is all over
How do we know this world will ever recover
He abused us with his power and infused us with fear
The invisible killer, his presence is here
A religion of Hate
A cult of Love
They share the same flaw
They worship the same god
A plague to this world and the cure is death
Your beliefs will never be mine!
Your belief is ignorant
Your time has been wasted
You lay on your deathbed
Where is your God
Where is your forgiveness
All this work for nothing
You and your blind faith fed his hunger
The murderer of all who sins
He'll come and kill you
Take your soul and make you suffer forever
