Forgive Us





Forgive us,

children, for devastation,
for crimes, for wars because of greed.
Cause God gives life as a donation,
But it is power that we need.

And now the sky has turned to steel
And shoots with rockets on our hope,
Cause someone's made a nasty deal
And washes hands with human soap.

Life is worth less than a penny
Providing meat for Satan's feast
In the beginning of new Millennium
Man to man is still a beast.

Forgive us, but hunting for might
It is our souls that we sell.
And our hearts engulfed of spite
Deserve a place only in hell.

 

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