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Staring at an enormous cross

Standing in front of a burnt shrine

A preacher comes from the steeple

And blood falls from the sky

Why!

The priest is walking closer

With his arms out wide

Father will we die

The minister has no eyes

Paralyzed in fear!

Radiation. Mass cremation. Obliviation.

Infected skin. Burns within. Nuclear sin.

The bomb has blown the world away

Only mutants can remain

No food for those that have survived

Why am I still alive!

More of them behind the priest

I know they smell fresh meat

God and I know it's me they will eat

So I wait for them to begin the feast

Amen!