The God Of War

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This God, a God of war
We worship thee, oh mighty one
But you listen to the people of your favourite book
And verily the sobs of heathens fall on deaf ears
We shall burn in hell for being born of an infidel
While the heirs of your favourite kind shall chew the pleasures of paradise.
Thou created every human flawless and perfect
Each of us moulded by thine glorious hands
Oh how gloriously you crafted the twisted bones of that child
And the parasite of cancer in his father's lungs.
By the sobbing souls of the Jews of Hitler
And the unsung corpses of the Armenians of Pasha
Will you be forgiven?
Are you immune to the flames of hell?
The mighty one!
Are we helpless in our plight ?
And you the sadist perpetrator?
By the thousand holy wars and the altars soaked in blood
Will you be sacrificed with the blade
Which beheaded the families of infidels?
For who is so brave to behead God
The ultimate beheader!
And purify human civilisation with his blood
Once and for all?

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