Wumpscut

Burn that was all you said
Burn down with all you had
I'll burn all your limbs and found
Burn all your ashes down
Your soul can't be burnt in flames
It survives and it will remain
With a pain of maternity
Of a fear in eternity
Fear in your eyes
God's just a bad invent
By Christ with a sad intend
To adjust and to co-exist
With a fear of the law of fist
I don't believe in God but so
I am on my tod I'm afraid
I'm afraid of him at least
Sure I cannot win