I cannot grasp this bitter truth,
That men have sold their souls to religion,
Oh how I wish they could see in spirit,
The God that existed before these myths.
When truth became so propagated,
It fell into hands sorely untrained,
I watched them rape this virgin story,
And birth evil children to spread the plague.
There is but one God, and I his messenger,
and so are you, oh followers of love…
Compassion is the only religion,
One we surely fall short of.