Words and commands for death fill the air
With blood being splattered everywhere
He calls himself the Father, but no love does he bring
When I look around all there is, is pain, horror and suffering
Many follow under his ugly name
But little know of his full game
They think they spread the messages of love
But little do they know the evil from above
Their leader is all powerful, but does no good
Their leader is everywhere, but might as well wear a hood
Their leader is all loving, but kills
What poor fated men should suffer from these ills
I have one true father, but it is not he
For mine I am born from, he is part of my family
He is not all powerful, but my hero none the less
He is one of many things, I don't not want this evil god to bless.