A Goodly Christian

Like dogs in line for food
Just enough to keep safe 'till winter
We read the words in red
Like it's our only shelter
From the harshest rains

Never do we ponder
The meanings behind such lines
We only look with shallow eyes
And move to perpetuate our lies
From child to the "saved"

Those who cling to reason
And hold fast to fact not faith
Are stoned with calls of treason
Finding soon that the "saints"
Are sinners with names

We dogs claim peace
A peace we kill to keep
Without merit or lease
We slave to save us all
From the worlds incurable taint

Halle-fucking-lujah