If he wants into my heart, I'll have to deny any deity better suited to a coffin

If God does exist, I'd be pissed, and not just because I'm a borderline atheist

God's number one on my shit list, If he wants to love me with open arms, I want to love him with a closed fist

So, what I'm basically trying to say is, "Fuck God!"

And I'll keep saying it repeatedly until my cold rage is unthawed

Where were you when my friends were dying off like flies

I heard your endlessly cruel laughter in every one of their dying cries

Supposedly (and I stress that), you made the world and our current reality

I could give a shit less of you did… what? You want a fuckin' cookie?

My belief in you has been, at best, tenuous

It's easier to dismiss you and your existence, less strenuous

Not only do I doubt you, I doubt the things you've supposedly done

I'm not just doubtful of all of the rhetoric spewed, my hate for you is second to none

You took the epileptic girl in fourth grade, just trying to take a bath

You took the two brothers that I could have had, now prepare for my wrath

It's commonly said that humans are a piece of you, of your omnipotence

Then I choose to be a malignant cancer to your proud countenance

If you were corporeal, I'd kill you without a blink

You're already dead in my eyes, so fulfilling my prophecy for you is easier than you may think

-David "Dingo" Bleecher