Why do you pray?
Humanity's weakness, you say
No God will hear your cries
And when you die
No tears, no sorrowed goodbyes
Another withered life of faith
Priest
Your life had no meaning
Your birth was a waste
Empty words, the world is bleeding
From your chapel of filth
Oh, child of the cloth
Your pitiful sermon is lost
As he guides my blade
My action of strength
One more nail in it's place
Befitting a worm of Christ