Not a religious man, never felt the hands of God
The bible molded you, me, I'll never bear facades
Follow your golden rule, me, I'll never spare the rod
Do what you're told to do or go into the Land Of Nod
dare to walk free, you're never chained to the lines
don't listen to fictitious diction from plagiarist scribes
the founding fathers of our country had atheist minds
ignorance is bliss and right where conspiracy thrives
peer through my eyes, don't be blind to all the lessons
If God was perfect he couldn't spawn our imperfections
create a finite mess till the dawn of Armageddon
the slaughter of the lambs with an army drawn from Heaven