lord in heaven
Jesus his son
too young to see
abandon — gone
prayed to the false
no suffering relieved
the one and only
god is dead
pain
pain
pain
pain
a thought of anger
is in my head
a thought of anger
relentless, still sad
a thought of anger
is in my head
a thought of anger
g o d i s d e a d
no love can fill
the hate I feel
too many years
no wounds will heal
a thought of anger
a thought of anger
a thought of anger
no more religion
I know my way
life is not easy
no sense to pray