I wish we could all pray to a god,
instead of an imagined god preying on ourselves
I wish that I could be an agnostic(no chance)
But after the grave's, nothing else.

I don't believe in god,
while millions all do.
The bible's some cruel joke, that's been played upon you.
Wasted youth raised as a catholic,
My being ends when my body is thru.

And I'm happy with that!

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