So fucking down on our lucknin the middle of nowherenIf a god truely existednhis name was unfairnnAll the monumentsnthe countless churchesnpenitence, sacramentsnpriests and nuns, prayers and gunsndon't mean a fucking thing to mennFalse hopesnand the hidden crimesnhow many wars are in your name?nhow many lives were sacrificed?nnSo fucking down on our lifenin the middle of nowherenIf a god truely existednhis name was unfairnnPlease tell J.CnI'm going to die below the seanBecause I choose to live in sinnHis words were meaningless to mennIt's just a shamenYou're not right next to mento see the cross fallingnfalling to the ground