You'll never knock on heavens door
The place does not exist
If you think there is a place for you
You must be bloody pissed
The idea that your life gets better
the day you cash your chips
Was created by clever men
to govern folk with scripts
The idea of a single creator
is mystifyingly dumb
That one so powerful would give a shit
About the third rock from the sun
In an infinite universe
A god cares for every birth
And houses soles of dead animals
That died on planet earth
It's a guilt based pyramid selling scheme
And promises so much
Cant show any previous winners feedback
Or nothing you can touch
The worse thing about the concept
People don't contemplate life's race
They’re tricked into deferring thoughts
Of some other floaty place
When you die your stationary
Theres nothing more to see
I do wonder if for minutes though
You still dream chemically
There’s somethig in religion
Some values within are sound
Live life by commandments
And your on some solid ground
But don't expect rewards
In any life but this
As coming back, or heaven bound
Just simply takes the piss
Enjoy your life today
and do live like it's your last
don't wonder of the future
or wander in the past
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